Seed

Sprouting and stretching to touch the sky
Now brittle and waiting to die
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Kendrick Avatar
November 17, 2010 at 2:49 PM
Time takes its toll on all things..Maybe that seed left offsprings..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara
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November 17, 2010 at 11:00 AM
This is the irony of nature, Robb. Well stated! Love, Carolyn
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