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Reaping as we Sew
Sewn from the most basic of all earthen soil,
in this world of such challenges, all does toil.
Fine seeds of hope, their own special places,
All grown in lasting love, each one so graces.
Little ones, curly heads, snuggled in their beds,
Having said their prayer, and their stories read.
Raised in caring ways, follow us in all our days,
Every lesson, all conveys, each child so displays.
Yes, we shall reap what we sew, everyone to know,
Bring in the sheaves of love, as our children grow.
Such harvests beyond compare to reward us there,
As little flowers bloom, radiant so soon, all to share.
Like butterfly flights on high, their lives all do hurry by,
Soon grown and to carry on, lessons learned each try.
As delicate refrains, upbringing so remains, none deny,
Until it is our turn, for longer life to yearn, of death defy.
The bread of all life is to be earned and never given,
Our just compensation, for what we have so striven,
Planted from a tiny iseed, reaping a harvest, in deed,
Fulfilling the circle of all life, a meeting of every need.