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Brittany Nordhoff Poem
We are first planted
Planted into the ground
As a seed we don’t know what to expect
No one does
We are just carefree
Rolling around in dirt
But then
When days pass
We are sprouts
The new seeds
Enjoy the dirt
We wonder where those days went
When WE were the ones in the dirt
We realize
We aren’t seeds forever
Pretty soon we will be
Those beautiful tulips, salmon...or lavender
We have the choice
To be whatever color we want to be
But when our first storm hits
When we’re struggling
To be straight and perfect
We will remember
Being a seed
When we are gasping for water
Drying out
Wilting away
Shriveling up
We will remember
Being a seed
We realize
We are not seeds forever.
Copyright © Brittany Nordhoff | Year Posted 2013
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Brittany Nordhoff Poem
I miss it.
I miss the laughs
The cries
I miss the adventures
The crazy things we did
And the lessons we learned
I miss trust
The bond we had
I miss my sidekick
My partner in crime
I miss fitting together like puzzle pieces
But I guess, sometimes,
The pieces are meant to be lost and never found.
Copyright © Brittany Nordhoff | Year Posted 2013
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