The seeds you sow will grow,
they’ll mend or offend;
you’ll lose or win.
Weeds choking the will of live,
nutrients denied, you decide;
the moisture pride has dried.
Let the sun rise from within,
before darkness descends;
fruits feed many, death! if not any.
I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts. View more posts
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wise words, my friend. Great poetry..
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Thank you all of god blessing onto you
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