jim bethke

Roses - Poem by jim bethke

I awoke today,
to a new day,
the first day,
of the rest of my life.
I am Happy

Sun is shining,
Birds are singing.
Cool crispness to the air.
I am happy.

I think of possibilities.
I think of going,
I think of doing,
I think of forward,
not back.
I think of rejoicing,
not lamenting.
I am Happy

I think of Roses.
Eyes closed,
Feeling the softness
of the petals.
Inhaling deeply the
intoxicating and soothing
I am Happy.

Today I will go.
Today I will see.
Today I will do.

Today.... I will stop.... and smell the Roses.

I will be Happy.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 13, 2008

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