Saturday, January 7, 2012

The Flower

A tiny seed,
A drop of rain,
Then clouds away,
Sun shines again.

A spot of green,
More rain and sun,
Brand new flower,
Has just begun.

Stretching tall,
Up to the sky,
Flower's growing,
Reaching high.

A bit of color,
On top of green,
Lovely flower,
Can be seen.

Lots of sun,
But not much rain,
Flower dies,
But feels no pain.

Small brown seed,
Cold dark earth,
Snow is falling,
Seed waits birth.

Spring has come,
More sun and rain.
A tiny seed,
Begin again.

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