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A Cycle Broken

A seed is planted new life begins tended, nurtured brought to maturity ripening, blossoming Sending forth it’s seed to begin again before it dies the cycle of life goes on with each new seed planted Mother to daughter a cycle reborn hope is renewed through the eyes of an infant the laughter of a child Gentleness and strength moral character values instilled teaching them, preparing them hoping the best for them So what happens when natures cruelty reigns suffocating a cry silences the night the seed cannot be sown Immortal spirit the cycle of life stopped, broken empty womb, dry barren soil no one to take my place Do my hopes and dreams my visions, my truths die then, with me wither up and blow away Will my life cycle my spark, my flame be extinguished Or will I continue on through the souls that have touched mine?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/24/2009 5:46:00 AM
Love this truth Trudy,..thanks for this write!...james
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Date: 4/22/2009 8:04:00 AM
Yes, I assure you, your cycle is part of all our cycle ... and we feel you ... as I feel this poem ... I close my eyes and reach out to touch ... with love and wonder that where we are vulnerable there we are more beautiful.
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Date: 4/11/2009 4:38:00 PM
If you touch the lives of others and make a difference, your soul does live on. Interesting poem for reflection. Thank you for sharing it with us. Keep on writing. Karen
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