A Poor Man's Roses

A Woman waits .. for a man to Turn
Forests disappear .. cities burn
No matter what .. She always tries
Expects and Endures .. everyman's lies

She Offers Herself and Her love
Which if accepted .. would fit like a glove
Her Understanding and Care .. are no surprise
And yet everyman never stops his lies

This goes on and on and always has
Time Immemorial .. Time to pass
Embedded forever .. in the looking glass

A Simple Choice is simple to make
A drop of water .. a Mountain Lake
Everyman`s capacity .. to make that Choice
A simple listen .. to a Simple Voice

A Rose Presented to A Woman .. is like a Kiss
A Dozen More .. and you can`t miss
It helps a lot .. if you are poor
The Essence of All Folklore

Vitsec, August, 2013

True~ly nice

Sweet as honey ...I am going back for seconds!

Welcome to this corner of the room!

Thank-you Leigh .. I think I am going to like it here. :-)

YW!

I understand the smiley face with flowers .. but what does YW mean, Leigh ?

You're welcome!

YW .. That is very favourable ! Thank-You.

well said my dear

That really touched me

Thanks LS .. I grew up with 3 older sisters. That perspective, combined with my own observation of male/female interaction in this world, prompted the thoughts in that poem. I admire women way more than most men.