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Array ( [sid] => 136300 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Rosies [time] => 2007-07-28 16:55:15 [hometext] => A little song, a little poetry, a little about life, a little bit of political commentary on medications. [bodytext] =>
"Rosies"



She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler,
they blow her history away.

She sits and stares out the window,
waiting for her Bobby to come home.
He’s been gone for over 10 years now,
but she don’t feel so alone.

She used to be so much more lively
when Bobby met her that first day at school,
when her sister died on a Monday,
the doctor fixed her-- with the tool.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler
they blow her history away.

He tried to get her to stop drinking,
he tried to get her to get off the meds.
She could never make it through a Monday,
she’d put on her rosies instead.

He used to kiss her good morning,
he used to kiss her good night,
he left her late one evening,
he had to get her out of his sight.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler,
they blow her history away.

She tries to remember her sister,
who she dosen’t remember to miss,
she tries to remember her Bobby,
but she dosen’t remember his kiss.

She sits and stares out her window,
waiting for her Bobby to come home,
he’s been gone for over 10 years now,
but she don’t feel so alone.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
She takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler
they blow her history away.



George










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Rosies

Contributed by Reason-rhymer on Saturday, 28th July 2007 @ 04:55:15 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry




"Rosies"



She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler,
they blow her history away.

She sits and stares out the window,
waiting for her Bobby to come home.
He’s been gone for over 10 years now,
but she don’t feel so alone.

She used to be so much more lively
when Bobby met her that first day at school,
when her sister died on a Monday,
the doctor fixed her-- with the tool.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler
they blow her history away.

He tried to get her to stop drinking,
he tried to get her to get off the meds.
She could never make it through a Monday,
she’d put on her rosies instead.

He used to kiss her good morning,
he used to kiss her good night,
he left her late one evening,
he had to get her out of his sight.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
she takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler,
they blow her history away.

She tries to remember her sister,
who she dosen’t remember to miss,
she tries to remember her Bobby,
but she dosen’t remember his kiss.

She sits and stares out her window,
waiting for her Bobby to come home,
he’s been gone for over 10 years now,
but she don’t feel so alone.

She’s got her rose colored glasses,
She takes them three times day,
they make her world so much simpler
they blow her history away.



George














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Re: Rosies (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 28th July 2007 @ 06:30:17 PM AEST
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Boy what a sad poem. I know what you mean by the rose coloured glasses I take mine religiously every day but happily I still have all of my mental faculties. Your poem hit me rather hard great work top marks from bern.


Re: Rosies (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 29th July 2007 @ 02:03:31 AM AEST
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excellent write, sadly beautiful....

hugs n' love nessa



Re: Rosies (User Rating: 1 )
by yackerz85 on Sunday, 29th July 2007 @ 12:18:36 PM AEST
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The fact that this poem represents the plight of many people makes this poem all the more sad. It is beautifully written uses repitition very effectively.

~Mark~


Re: Rosies (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 5th August 2007 @ 10:51:50 AM AEST
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Damn .. this is so incredibly sad, for numerous reasons ...

You captured in essence, (and amazingly so), how some deal with
the torment of living in a heavily emotionally burdened world.
I love, (more than love, really), the metaphor. It could have very
easily been turned into cliché, but you poetically danced your
way 'round that and came out with a very deep, very emotional,
very well done piece. Bravo, poet. This was heart wrenching ~

~Breezy




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