Humility Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Humility



The wheat, when rich with grains
Bends its stalks in Gratitude
The weed, though it proudly strains
To raise itself, yields no food.

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Cynthia Buhain-baello

Cynthia Buhain-baello

Manila, Philippines
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