Seedling Cradle

Perhaps A Garden

Of Mud[list][list][list][list]Or a Garden

Of Daisies[list][list][list][list]A Seedling

Cradle which never[list][list]ceases to exist

[list][list]Seedlings whose roots[list][list]list][list]How I await[list][list][list]Carry it with Care [list][list]

[list][list][list]are intertwined[list][list]list]li]And Dream for your[list][list][list]Monsieur Wind[lis[list]]

[list]Twins, Triplets, inseperable[list[list][]Package [list][list][list]For they are Fragile[li is

One develops

To Infinity

Such strong bonds

Beyond the Dawn

Time flows

Endlessly for them

Forever Elapsing

into Eternity

Growing as Pages

Growing as Trees

What dear Bundles

Of Joy Those Gardens of

Seedlings Bring

To dismay, To delight I find that my Gardens are Colors of Light

Living in a Thrill Frustration and All

This is my Garden of Mud and Daisies

That rests in their seedling cradle