Rose Falcone

Rookie (September 8,1959 / Brooklyn, New York)

Life Cycles - Poem by Rose Falcone

It seems as though
everyone wants
something from me.

My love, my body,
my time, my mind,
my money, my advice and my soul

I am torn in
multiple directions,
pulled and prodded mercilessly.

I never say no.
It doesn't seem right,
for I am the caretaker

When it’s all gone,
I dry up and blow away.
Then...there is peace.

The pieces of me float
down down down
and come together again.

This time around
shall be different.
This time I will be strong.

Life is a journey.
We win and we lose,
continuously living and learning.

The cycle is infinite.
Evolved we become,
always works in progress.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

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