| » Poem: the SeEd (3) |
the SeEd (3)
written by sarah1008706:03 PM 2/19/05From seed to seedling
From infancy to childhood
From innocence to affection.
The unspecial seed, so damned unspecial
yet so able to grow
I'm so very confused about what i know
The seed now a tree covers me.
For the first time, i am able to sit, in my heart,
no longer is it hostile, nolonger are we apart
I dont know much about the seed, or indeed its tree
all i know i that at this moment in time, knowledge i do not need.
And perhaps when this tree dies, if indeed it ever does
It will leave behind, a soft subtle mud
A fertile soil, so other seeds can grow,
thanks to this seed, love i can now show |
All (c)Copyrights reserved by the Original Author.
Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
ahhhh. a completed story of how a hostie heart grows temperate, int that cute.
*gag*
[ View sarah10087's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ]
This Poem has been viewed 109 times
|
|
|
|
