Each Poem by David Harris

Each little petal that unfolds
to meet the rising sun
has something to say.
Each child that is born
will teach something
as within their life grows.
Each speck upon this earth
was put there for a reason.
Each thing we do
is recorded in our memory
in case in the future
we want to do it again.
And so it goes on
with each thing we do
from morning to night
and for every minute of our life.

14 September 2008