The Plight of the Seeds
Oh help; we are just little seeds;
Who share the ground with awesome weeds.
They plunder all our drink and food;
And put us in a sullen mood.
We try to live we try to grow;
Quite oft we battle through the snow.
The days are short, but we must fight;
And struggle on through day and night.
So gardening friends both young and old;
Please care for us when times are cold.
And we’ll reward you when we’re strong;
We’ll bloom all summer, when days are long!
Richardpeej Nov 2009
Oh help; we are just little seeds;
Who share the ground with awesome weeds.
They plunder all our drink and food;
And put us in a sullen mood.
We try to live we try to grow;
Quite oft we battle through the snow.
The days are short, but we must fight;
And struggle on through day and night.
So gardening friends both young and old;
Please care for us when times are cold.
And we’ll reward you when we’re strong;
We’ll bloom all summer, when days are long!
Richardpeej Nov 2009