A Tiny Seed Of Doubt Poem by Terry Donovan

I had a tiny seed of doubt,
I laughed at first, it's true
I even tried to spit it out
But couldn't and it grew.

It grew for it was being fed,
Its incubation brief,
And is it grew became instead
Not doubt but shear belief.

And as the little acorn
Becomes a giant tree,
What started as a tiny seed
Became reality.

Our doubts are traitors, it's been said,
But look out for the liar
And ask what put them in your head.
There's no smoke without fire.