The Seed Poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
The Seed
A speck of seed
Planted on the ground
Hoping to sprout in its definite time
Turning into something;
Rain and sun came;
Night and day passed;
Day after day.
Time and hard work
Patience and hope
Determination and expectation.
At last, it began sprouting this tiny seed
Accomplished; undertaken
Became into something
And joined the unit of nature.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
9 October 2022
5: 03 PM
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