Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 3,722 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

The Little Fig - Poem by Juan Olivarez

I

From a big fig tree,
I took a twig.
That was bare to see,
And it became a little fig.
That I watched in it's infancy.

II

That bare little twig,
In the moist, rich, ground,
Grew into a fig,
So big around.

III

And the sweetest figs,
Now do abound,
On the bare little twig,
I stuck in the ground.

McAllen Regional Hospital, McAllen Texas 8/16/10

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 16, 2010



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