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Friday, April 15, 2016

Little seedlets

Little seedlets planted deep
Ready for their earthen keep
Unbeknown by all who pass
They're more than simple blades of grass

Crushed and broken, opened wide
Beneath the dirt, there's life  inside
Spirited with a call to shine
They rise and reach out for the Divine

Stretching upward, growing tall
They transport a life for all
Once they're finished with their rise
We'll all be nourished:  no surprise..

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