THE SEED
A seed once was sown
But fell onto the path
Right beside a small, dark crack
The seed prayed night and day
For the right gust of wind
To blow it along
The wee crack to descend
But the suns rays shone out
And almost scorched out it`s life
But the seed it hung on
Through it’s pain and it’s strife
And just when it seemed
That all hope was lost
A gust of wind blew
Down the hole it was tossed
But that was not the end
For the poor little seed
It landed upside down
In the roots of a weed
But through wind and rain
By day and by night
The seed struggled up
With all it’s might
And one summers day
The seed it broke through
It blossomed and flowered
But was crushed by my shoe.
G.P. WALKER
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