Interpretation Poem

Interpretation Poem

We begin life as something small

A tiny little seed 

Hidden deep in the dark soil

But as life goes on 

We become our own being

We bud 

And grow 

We enjoy those sunny days 

And even those days of rain

The good or the bad

We just keep growing

Eventually

Into the being weren’t meant to be

Hopefully 

Surrounded by the one’s we call

Family

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