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Lost Seedlings


I came across 
lost seedlings,
abandoned 
in a musty bin
of a garage.

Then  heard
a meek mist pleading,
" oh, fern soil,
praise them
with your yard."

" Douse kaleidoscope 
cool droplets,
those days
scorched 
furnace dark;"

"And clover-cove 
when
frigid snow 
abrades 
their glinting spark."


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Date: 3/1/2025 9:39:00 AM
Kai has chosen some truly deep and unique poems for the top3! Very impressive! Congratulations! Xo
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Date: 3/1/2025 8:23:00 AM
Dear Lissette, your imagery is poignant and captivating. A thought-provoking piece where more happens beneath the surface than above regarding nurture and nature, neglect and growth, applicable to both seedlings and children. Congratulations for your success in Kai's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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