Planted in autumn
I watched this seed
grow and nestle
in for winter,
spring saw you
sprout from that pot
becoming larger than life.
Rewards came
after the pain
of you dropping
into this world...
and like the
season of summer
we bare the fruits
of our labour.
lets allow these
fruits to ripen further
so we can relish
in it's sweetness
beneath the
skies of joy.



As only your loving pen can write...
I'm wishing you all the best!! 







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