On a sweet crispy Fall morning
under a bright blue sky
a little seed fell to the ground
pushed into the earth by feet trodding over
till no longer it a trace of it could be found
Deep under the dust, still it lay
hibernating
Throughout the cold winter months
drinking in the few dew drops
and every last little ray of sun
Slowly but surely
A little root grows out so lean
and by the time Spring comes around
It pushes out a brand new colour of green
a new plant sprouted
and drinks in the early spring rain
till it grows a beautiful crown
which turns many a frown
into an appreciative smile
Riana Odendaal
May 2016
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