There she goes, my pretty Rose Date: Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 02:42:28 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: rhymeandreason From task, to task Rose races. Each new day she faces more than most I know. On and on I watch her go. I wish she would stop, or even slow down for a minute or two. She don't, she won't. Nor admit she's bit off more than she can chew. A day to the brim not full, she will not pull. So down lifes road, with overload. of this, and that and those. There she goes. My pretty Rose. This poem is Copyright © rhymeandreason Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=58471