Growing

Growing

A Poem by Maxine

Dark earth,
A seed poked deep.
Tucked underneath,
quietly asleep.
A warm body,
nurturing a seed.
Growing and changing,
hungry with need
the first taste of water,
the shell cracks
creeping tendrils
seeking water it lacks
recognizable shape,
teasing out 
fed with love,
though far from stout.
A peek of green,
unfurling leaves.
a taste of sun
a thirst relieved.
Pulled into light,
deep inhale,
alive and safe,
although frail.

© 2011 Maxine


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Yay! You showed me this yesterday. Eez very good!!!!!!!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Hey! Now that's what I'm talkin' about! Very good

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Added on April 7, 2011
Last Updated on April 8, 2011
Tags: life, growing, living, birth, plants, nurture, live, alive

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Maxine
Maxine

Boulder, CO



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