Life
A seed nestled underground resting peacefully The future of the infant awaited gleefully. His eyes opened; He was awake, yet hesitant. Hesitant of what lay beyond the soil that birthed him. But curiosity seized him as he peeked through the brim. The noisy chirping of birds and a faint breeze Brushed past his face as he inched to see. And there he saw the beauty before him, Similar to him, but bigger, his brothers and sisters. Warmth flowed into him and then, he grew. He grew and grew and watched as birds flew. Eagerly glancing at the young poking their heads from under He protected them as if they were his own, chuckling at their minor blunders. It was courage and satisfaction which led to his happiness He was a part of the beautiful world before him. Soon he found himself getting older, his emerald leaves colder, Watching the young spread their leaves and grow. Tears began to flow, not of sorrow but of pure happiness, Blessed to see another tomorrow. He heard the singing of happy
