A seed is sown,
a bud to yield,
a light is born,
a dream fulfilled.
From tiny rose,
to towering oak,
each finds the room,
to cultivate hope.
A-Z blogging challenge for 2014 has come and gone, seemingly without my realizing it. And, though I fell behind once or twice toward the end, I finished this year's challenge right on time. Really, I can't believe it's already over. I feel like I just finished my post for letter A... Year 4, for this blogger, was a far cry from the tortured state of despondency that was most of Year 3 -- I'll not mention the irony of this year's focus on death being easier to blog about than last year's foray into supernatural creatures, we'll leave that for my therapy sessions *ahem* As always, A-Z brought with it, not only 26 days of unbridled and far-reaching knowledge (disguised as entertaining and thought-provoking blog-posts), but a chance to connect with new faces while reconnecting with familiar faces--who had perhaps drifted away--from A-Z's past. I am always amazed by the ingenuity and inspiration that comes from lumping a couple thousand folk...
Awww this is lovely and the flow is superb!
ReplyDeleteso hopeful!! love it!
ReplyDeletelove this upbeat poem, e.a.s.
ReplyDeletedelightful,
ReplyDeletewell done.
How lovely hope is so abundant when we are young .Thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteloved the interchange in the piece
ReplyDeleteIt highlights the innocence and hope of youth in a short , sweet but very effective manner !
ReplyDeleteI love this brief and succint poem. How interesting that so many of us chose to write about hope!
ReplyDeleteHope embraced in a short but beautiful imagery. Well written. Thanks very much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHow are you?
ReplyDeleteWelcome join us for week 6 short story slam fun,
Bless you..
Keep it up!
hope all is well.