Tiny Seed But True Poem by Malaya Roses

Tiny Seed But True



Some birds were dying
Under the tree that dried
Leaving behind is story of love
Nature takes place
Scenery bends over the same earth
Took everything but hope
A small tiny seed
Future happiness
Upcoming joys under the sun
Promise that never been broken.

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