Helen C Capan

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A Way - Poem by Helen C Capan

I think there’s a way
that green grass can grow
though constantly tramped on
without being seen.

I think there’s a way
that flowers can bloom
though coldness surrounds her
despite the bright day.

I think there’s a way
that life will erupt
though encased in cement
from just a small seed.

I think there’s a way....but I haven’t yet found it.


Written today April 6,2008
by Helen C. Capan

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  • (9/16/2008 11:41:00 AM)


    I think we all should strive to find it, Helen. A realgood poem

    Ron
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 4, 2008


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