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Lesson of the Peach (a poem by whonunuwho)
A benevolent planter places a seed in a field's lush welcoming soil,
What marvelous fruit shall it bear, to depend upon the worker's toil.
As the seed mingles and is nurtured in its womb, to then germinate,
A strengthened root begins to form, and its new life, to perpetuate.
As the warming days go by, a sprout springs forth, to greet the sun,
As from its earthen bed, it stretches hungering limbs, one by one.
Awaiting the coming rain to dance, its fond nourishment to sustain,
The parched earth receives its gift, the trees growth, to maintain.
Springtime brings out the sleeping buds, on eager limbs, to awaken,
Soon beautiful flowers twirled about by breezes, as each is shaken.
New fruit is born, as the raining petals descend to strew the ground,
Two hundred strong, now weight every limb, its numbers to abound.
One seed may bring forth such great bounty, as a gold filled treasure,
An act of kindness may change the world, for good, with out measure.
A single seed to bring forth plenty, serving sustenance for all the rest,
As timeless, without any number, wealth to infinity, as we are blessed.
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