Daily poem: August stanza 30

 

Rains swell the fallen seeds

a million millions

waiting for rebirth.

I long already for the spring.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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