Watch What You Grow

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I found a seed
flowing through wind
and dared to make it mine

I planted it
in rich, soft dirt
and watched it grow in time

It coiled up
through blowing winds
and stretched out one green leaf

A bud in center
with soft petals melted
into red, gold, peach and green

Fully mature
I sat and watched
the flower I had sown

I saw it sway
against the wind
strong in the place it had grown

And then came the day
when it was time to weed
and I worked my fingers raw

There before me
was my flower
standing straight and tall

I peered down
and saw the petals
had spread throughout the ground

The other flowers
that had grown so beautifully
were now being choked and bound

I looked down at my careful study
and shook my head in disbelief
what I’d sheltered and watered and watched and cared for
had been nothing but a weed

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rose butterflyrose butterflyalmost 19 years ago
I read more in it than just a seed

In this ....i saw more than just a seed .... i see what we do in life....what we sow to and water and protect and nourish.......and what becomes of that.....we must choose the right things to nourish......thank you for this read.

dcpoet44dcpoet44almost 19 years ago
this has the look....

in all seriousness, especially right from the very beginning. i enjoy how you work with the seed. to me it has a different flair from the norm. it makes one think to make sure to grow the right one. the last two lines staple the poem together. the end had a punch.....nicely done......don

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