I Had A Bag Of Seeds
I had a bag of seeds;
My mother gave to me.
She told me to plant them;
To see what they would be.
I planted both big and small;
Some flat and some were round.
Some were smooth, some were rough
Some yellow and some brown.
I planted them with glee;
To see what they would be.
Every day I'd check them;
Each special little seed.
Then one day one appeared;
Like magic from the ground.
Then another followed;
Each day another found.
Would it be a flower?
or would it be a tree?
would it be a thistle?
or pesky little weed?
Whatever seed I choose;
To take the time to sow.
If good seed or bad seed;
That is what will grow:
Susan Y Nikitenko
April 30th, 2013
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