For the last year of my life <br />I forgot to smell the roses. <br />My reason for living <br />just faded into the midst of the rain. <br />And I haven't been able to remember <br />all the things i never wanted to forget. <br />And before I knew it <br />everything changed, <br />so fast that i didn't even get a chance <br />to say goodbye <br />to all the things I left behind. <br />And the only thing I wanted <br />was to hear the song <br />filled with compassion. <br />But here I am. <br />Left with nothing, <br />besides a subtle noise <br />from the strumming <br />of a guitar string, <br />and the lyrics of a song <br />that were never meant to be sung. <br />And I never found out <br />what he was trying to say. <br />For the last year of my life <br />i forgot to smell the roses. <br />My reason for living <br />just faded into the midst of the rain. <br />And I haven't been able to remember <br />all the things I never wanted to forget. <br />And before I knew it <br />everything changed. <br /> <br />Don't forget to smell the roses.<br /><br />Brianna Rollings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-forget-to-smell-the-roses/
