Growfast Heart Poem by Pamela Pang

Growfast Heart



The scorching heat,
In her bosom,
Gives rise to,
Her growing evil child.

It rises,
It falls,
She controls,
It fades.

Waves crushed,
And it also softens,
Into a calm,
And peaceful paradise.

The child turns good,
According to His teaching,
She grows,
And he’s changed.

Friday, March 25, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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