LIFE
by Jamie Harris Coleman
Life is like a rose,
Looking fair to-day;
Gradually it grows,
Then fades away.
Character is the perfume,
Flying in the air;
Useful works the solemn tune,
Playing everywhere.
Like the trees when clothed in green,
Give us shade and beauty;
We can let our works be seen,
If we do our duty.
Sometimes the path of life is sunshine,
And our hearts are filled with gladness;
But when the path of life is cloudy,
Our hearts are filled with sadness.
When life is spent in usefulness,
It’s more than what it seems;
But when it’s spent in idleness,
It passes like a dream.
Life depends on what we make it,
We should strive to do our best;
Helping self and helping others,
Sowing seeds of usefulness.
Life is measured not by color,
But is measured by our deeds;
Length of years count us nothing,
If we sow not useful seed.
Life is adorned with many roses,
Many fashions and many forms;
So be careful in your plucking,
For among the roses are many thorns.
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