The Old Vase

She’s an a elder and a widow She’s all alone in her old house Her kids have moved out long ago She stares at an old vase With stale water And a unique rose With withered petals But to her it's still the most beautiful sight Alexis Y. 6-29-17

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Susan Ashley

Date: 10/19/2017 7:19:00 PM

Alexis, this is so beautifully melancholy and so wonderfully written. Such dramatic imagery of lonely sadness... an awesome write!

Afzal Nusker

Date: 7/21/2017 1:02:00 AM

In few words it exudes so much sadness.

Silent One

Date: 7/17/2017 6:49:00 AM

nice imagery...

M. L. Kiser

Date: 7/8/2017 9:20:00 PM

Excellent imagery; truly a picture worth a thousand plus words...

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 7/5/2017 4:56:00 PM

Very poignant and deeply emotional poem, Alexis. Powerful imagery. Love and joy always and forever.

Jan Allison

Date: 6/30/2017 4:09:00 PM

I hope the rose was from one of her children and it gave her so much pleasure even in its withered state - such a sad poem my friend:-( hugs Jan xx

Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 6/30/2017 7:51:00 AM

A very striking portrait. Wow! Huggerdas ~ john

Daniel Turner

Date: 6/29/2017 6:13:00 PM

This is just sad to me, Alexis. You seem a little down these days. I hope all is well:)

Heidi Sands

Date: 6/29/2017 4:23:00 PM

Sad but so meaningful Alexis :)

Chris Green

Date: 6/29/2017 3:08:00 PM

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say. really nice my friend, a little sad but she did manage to find her own joy amidst the sadness.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 6/29/2017 2:48:00 PM

Melancholic but poetically cheerful poem dearest, Alexis!