Smell The Roses

Smell The Roses

Time has a funny way

Of making a person think

A chance to smell the roses

And flush out things that stink

Too much time and you go crazy

Too little and nothing gets done

But if you manage to get it right

There’s plenty for work and fun

Life has been a journey

For me as I’m sure for you

And the only things I’ve found that matter

Are the things you love to do

For if you spend your time

Doing as others would have you do

You’ll find you’ve spent your life

Doing nothing you wanted to

So take the time, do what you want

Worry less what others think

Its time to smell the roses

And flush out things that stink

© 10/2/1996, William Grant Preston

Grant's Rants - Poetry