sylvia spencer Poems
|161.||A Basket Of Goodies||2/24/2007|
|162.||A Bats Tale||2/16/2007|
|163.||A Field That Saw A War||2/22/2006|
|164.||A Clothes Line||3/22/2006|
|165.||Ride The Imagination Train||4/28/2005|
|166.||A Wayward Life||4/21/2005|
|167.||A Lonely Heart In A Thunderstorm||9/14/2006|
|169.||The Cat That Came To Tea||2/24/2006|
|170.||A Cry For Help||2/20/2006|
|171.||A Bunch Of Roses||4/11/2007|
|172.||A House Called Lonely (A Trilogy In Three Parts)||8/19/2006|
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A Bunch Of Roses
I love life but does life love me when I have to cook
tea for a family of three.
One wants this and one wants that and between
those wants I have to feed the cat.
Then the cat up's her nose and walks away
Why should I worry it's only a stray
A black and white moggy that the kids brought home
they felt sorry for it because it was all alone.
Now I am the owner of this fussy old cat
that's made its bed in my best Sunday hat.
I love life but does life love me, when I go
out shopping and the kids think its a spending spree.
One wants this and one wants that and ...
The warm air stays amongst the shrubs as the daily
flowers close their buds.The sun has gone like a falling
crown to make way for the moon with that familiar frown.
This is the time when the air smells sweet and frogs come
out and dance at your feet. Honeysuckle and roses all in full
bloom, swaying in the breeze so you inhale the perfume.
Swallows flying in the sky catching insects as they fly.
Soft rain is falling but not for long, because the nightingale
is still singing his song.The d