Thrown Away Rose

Thrown Away Rose

A Poem by Trace
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Is this poem really about a flower?

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Thrown Away Rose

 

She found a home, she could call her own,
Nearly seventy years ago,

A place where she, could grow to be,
Everything, for which she was known,

Her beauty was, taken care of because,
As she blossomed she couldn’t be ignored,

And she brought much joy, to many a girl and boy,
Over the years she was adored,

Then the care that had been given, past many years of living,
Seemed to slowly disappear,

She was left all alone, at the house she called home,
Nobody even knew she was there,

Going by that old place, a smile came to my face,
As I saw through the bristle and briar,

One tiny red dot, fighting hard for the spot,
Just one last blooming desire,

I knew the story, of the beauty and glory,
This rose that was left all alone,

I had just the place, and I cleared the space,
I’m giving this “Thrown Away Rose” a new home.


© 2025 Trace


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Oh this really broke my heart. This is so sad. It made me think of the loneliness a mother goes through years later when her children have moved on with their own lives and her partner is gone. Helpless, helpless and alone. This situation makes me so sad and I was just thinking about it today.

Your words really broke my heart... but I'm glad it finally found a place. It's a really powerful poem.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Trace

1 Day Ago

Thank you so very much for your wonderful comments and compliments on this poem.

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MCS
This verse addresses not only flowers but life. This is beautiful as it is sad. Bravo!

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Trace

1 Day Ago

Thank you so much for reading and your wonderful compliments on this piece.

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Oh this really broke my heart. This is so sad. It made me think of the loneliness a mother goes through years later when her children have moved on with their own lives and her partner is gone. Helpless, helpless and alone. This situation makes me so sad and I was just thinking about it today.

Your words really broke my heart... but I'm glad it finally found a place. It's a really powerful poem.

Posted 1 Day Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Trace

1 Day Ago

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Flowers left alone do not propagate. You need to talk to the bees about this my brother in christ.

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Trace

1 Day Ago

The poem is more about the old lady that was forgotten to all. You need to read between the lines.<.. read more
Davidgeo

1 Day Ago

Rock 'n Roll!! Hell Yeah Brother!!!
Davidgeo

1 Day Ago

in christ.. ..
That is so beautiful, Trace, I had no idea you were capable of such empathy.
I am Glenda. ETERNITY. You BLOCKED me so I had to use this account to beg your forgiveness.
This is my initial account I lost my password but finally remembered.
I am so sorry for anything I said to make you hate me. Please forgive me.
You do write so wonderfully.

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Trace

3 Days Ago

Thank you so very much for your wonderful comments and compliments. I enjoy writing poetry and sto.. read more
Dessi

3 Days Ago

@Trace I left comments on your photo as well.
This one apparently was about a rose bush. I had no idea they could live so long.

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Trace

1 Week Ago

This poem was actually inspired by a rose bush l saved from a very old home that was being torn down.. read more

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Added on April 4, 2025
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Tags: # forgotten family, # seniors # flowers # elderly

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Trace
Trace

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