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And from love, the blossom.....



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.
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  1. AnonymousJuly 8, 2011 at 1:44 AM

    Awww this is lovely and the flow is superb!

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  2. bttrflyscarJuly 8, 2011 at 1:09 PM

    so hopeful!! love it!

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  3. David MacaulayJuly 8, 2011 at 6:43 PM

    love this upbeat poem, e.a.s.

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  4. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJuly 8, 2011 at 7:09 PM

    delightful,

    well done.

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  5. UnknownJuly 9, 2011 at 5:27 AM

    How lovely hope is so abundant when we are young .Thank you for sharing

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  6. AnonymousJuly 9, 2011 at 3:42 PM

    loved the interchange in the piece

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  7. MISHJuly 10, 2011 at 4:08 AM

    It highlights the innocence and hope of youth in a short , sweet but very effective manner !

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  8. AnonymousJuly 10, 2011 at 9:51 PM

    I love this brief and succint poem. How interesting that so many of us chose to write about hope!

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  9. UnknownJuly 11, 2011 at 4:47 PM

    Hope embraced in a short but beautiful imagery. Well written. Thanks very much for sharing.

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  10. AnonymousJuly 23, 2011 at 10:25 PM

    How are you?

    Welcome join us for week 6 short story slam fun,

    Bless you..

    Keep it up!

    hope all is well.

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