At A Time ~ 09/01/1997 Poem by Loretta Rowley

Stop to smell the daisies.
Pick a row at a time.
Carry one to your friend
and one to your lover.
The open fields for one to roam.
One hour at a time.
Take away the pain
and enjoy the beautiful nature.
A great tree to climb and sit on.
Climb one branch at a time.
If you happen to fall,
just tryall over again.
Hum home a lullaby.
One note at a time.
Sooth a baby's pain
and wipe away her tears.
You stop to remember.
One thing at a time.
The years of growing
and then changing.
When you stopped to smell the daisies.
Picked a row at a time.
Carried one to your friend
and one to your lover.