Lesson Learned
My siblings and I were taught to work
Why we whistle or hum a merry tune
What a wonderful lesson it has been
Now that I see all the fruited blooms
I know the lesson has been learned
When I see how much they’ve grown
As we passed it along to our children
Who are passing it along to their own
It’s sort of like a wave in the ocean
We soak up the knowledge of thought
Then we shower a wave to sprinkle back
Drops of knowledge that we’ve caught
Florence McMillian (Flo)
Copyright © Florence Mcmillian | Year Posted 2011
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