William Allingham

(19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889 / Donegal / Ireland)

A Seed - Poem by William Allingham

See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down,
And through the Winter neglected lay,
Uncoils two little green leaves and two brown,
With tiny root taking hold on the clay
As, lifting and strengthening day by day,
It pushes red branchless, sprouts new leaves,
And cell after cell the Power in it weaves
Out of the storehouse of soil and clime,
To fashion a Tree in due course of time;
Tree with rough bark and boughs' expansion,
Where the Crow can build his mansion,
Or a Man, in some new May,
Lie under whispering leaves and say,
"Are the ills of one's life so very bad
When a Green Tree makes me deliciously glad?"
As I do now. But where shall I be
When this little Seed is a tall green Tree?


Comments about A Seed by William Allingham

  • Gold Star - 16,965 Points * Sunprincess * (5/30/2014 9:47:00 PM)

    .............yes, seeds are the most amazing things.....truly from a seed we have the universe....fabulous poem... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Scarlett Treat (3/19/2006 8:22:00 AM)

    I am amazed at the peaceful moments WA captures, yet the depth of thought in the last phrase of where will he be when the seedling is a tree. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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