Poem – Smell the Roses by Natasha
The roses are not worthy,
Of our Love,
Of our Praise,
Of our Grace,
If we allow them,
Their essence to be burnt,
Their beauty to be masked,
Their petals to be consumed,
Their thorns to be cut off,
Silenced,
The leaves to be crushed,
Their roots to be infested,
Crawling with their struggles.
It’s nearly Summer,
Smell the roses,
Look at the roses,
Nurture the roses,
Don’t let the heat,
Leave them wither and die,
Alone in self-isolation,
Smell the Roses …
“People Matters, Lives Matter and You Matter Our story does not define us but our actions will” Bilingual, creative, problem-solving experience within Education, Hospitality, Banking, Media and Publishing. Consistently delivering first-rate exceptional customer satisfaction and service, strengthening business relationships at all levels. Remunerated for my hard work, dedication, and self-motivation, adaptable to work in a team or alone. Achieving booking sales of 180K in six months with one-week training on systems, No.1 in Sales Team of 60. Reduce outstanding debt by 50% in a 3 month period. Thrive on challenges, detail orientated and sometimes a perfectionist. Resourceful excelling at designing efficient quality control procedures and maintaining sound internal controls. Author and Poet in my spare time receiving recognition for my passion to inspire others and supporting my 3 Children in their Journey & Passions. View more posts
