Life

A celebration of the truely wonderfull circle

Life

Life is like a flower

that starts out from a seed

it needs some love to make it grow

and help it to succeed

It becomes a tiny sapling

that plants its little roots

then from the stems

buds soon grow

with leaves and little shoots

As time goes by a petal forms

thats just how nature grows

before too long that little bud

evolves into a rose

A beautiful red flower

sits atop a loving stem

from Spring and all through Summer

till Autum comes and then

pure white frost adorns that once

so firey crimson head

then age begins to take its toll

and soon the Rose is dead

But while the flower was blooming

and nature forms the chain

her seed is being sown

And life begins again

Will Neill 2013

Author's Note

A celebration of life.

Reviews

[Renée]

*sigh*
Your poem "Life" reads like a soft song and my mind dances as I read...absolutely Lovely work Will !!

[Will Neill]

Renee, thank you so much.
Will

[Renée]

my complete pleasure Will ( :

[Keith McCormick]

I do like this. It reminds me of one of my earlier poems following that seasonal and "aging" theme, which is always valid. Particularly now that I am chasing it myself...

[Will Neill]

Thanks Keith, just having fun with words-you know how it is.
Will

[Cassie]

Excellent imagery about life, I loved reading.

[Will Neill]

Thanks Cassie.
Will

[Rita L. Sev]

Yes, this is a celebration! Beautifully worded, with lovely and simple imagery. I enjoyed this, Will!

[Will Neill]

thank you for your kind words Rita.
Will

[Saphia Louise]

This was great. I felt myself falling in more and more as I continued to reach each line. Very well written.

[Vikrantsingh]

Kudos! I felt each and every season of human - Birth, Childhood, Adulthood & Re-generated from old seed to new plant/human... Wow amazing work Will... Loved it very much.
Will share it with my family and friends :)

- Cheers!
Singh :)
100/100

[Will Neill]

Thanks Singh.

[Vikrantsingh]

You're welcome Will :)

[Betty]

A fascinating poem. Indeed life is just like that rose you spoke of, it's born, it blossoms, it withers then it dies. Beautiful writing Will.

[Rogue]

This is lovely, Will. Put together with careful thought. Wonderful analogy of tender souls and tender shoots and petals...

Wonderful work. :)

[Samuel Dickens]

I love this anthology and often think about life in these terms. Like a flower, we each have our time in the sun, and then it sets. Thanks, Will.

[Will Neill]

I'll drink to that Sam-scotch or bourbon sir? whats your pleasure.
Will

[Samuel Dickens]

Either is fine--it's the company that matters most.

[Will Neill]

Aint that the truth. Scotch it is!.
Will