If I Were A Seed Poem by Michael Timothy Rose

If I Were A Seed



If I were a seed, I would not blow. If I were not a child, I would not stay.
I am milkweeds, asters and cattails,
I am not carried, never germinating.

Friday, June 19, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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