Our Seeds Yield The FutureA Poem by Bud
In our future, what do I see?
I see endless possibilities. All we need is to tend our seeds. For it is in these, What grows, fulfilling our needs. They’ll quench our pleas, Our fears held so endlessly. I say, in our children we must believe. For they have the power to set us free. © 2013 Bud |
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