Beauty of a Seed

You meet an acquaintance...you now know,

watching a friendship slowly grow. Planted

is a precious seed...nurtured by the morning

dew, then begins to blossom...like the kindness

of the two.

I now feel your warm and gentle ways, much

like the sun on our seed for days. Trust and

respect begin to show...as our seed turns green

and begins to grow.

It's stem becomes tall and strong...our time

together true and long. The rain falls and the

flower grows...our friendship has become the

rose.

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