Saturday, January 28, 2006

Lessons

these nights of mine are full of seeds
where all is lost and full of greed
but in its decline, comes something seen
that breaks the frost, so bright, so keen

make light with all of this design
try to become of this mistaken kind
and one will remember all the signs
as an explosion within the mind

with knowledge comes many a frown
all might it takes to just look down
upon seeds once sown in the ground
of sweet taste and oh so round.

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