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by Kelsy Mar 26, 2009 category : Life, society / other
A seed, planted carefully by the hands of a child Cared for with the most tender of gestures Watered with measured drips of sweet water And fed with only the most potent of fertilizers. Placed in the precise location where the sun's rays shine Slowly it grows And the child along with it Though it seems to be stunted The youth does not give up hope But continues its affection Growing in sync for years By the time the child is no longer The flower has bloomed A common daisy As the child dies So does the daisy Withering away A lifetime spent A lifetime given A story written Growth of a flower And of a heart A true purposeCopyright 2009 K. Lewin