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Sunday, February 12, 2012


If a seedling could speak to us as it was growing outside
Would it tell of the dark moments it knew deep  inside
Woud  it cry out in pain as the weeds pulled on its frame
Would it weep, would it shout, would it tell us its name

If a flower could speak to us what words woud it say
Would it speak of the sunshine or of the dark rainy day
Would it wave at us politely and speak oh so sweet
Would it whisper hellos and make arrangements to meet

If the universe could speak to us, oh  how would it talk
Would it whisper most softly or holler as we walk
Would it speak in our language or not speak at all
Would you know what to say if it chose to call?

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