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200Re: Poem>"Sprouting"

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  • jvr36
    Sep 12, 2006
      Sam, I reallly enjoyed reading this poem because althopugh I think
      the poem was meant for you, I felt a little of it applied to the way
      I want to view the rest of my time here at St. Joe's.

      --- In writers_unblock@yahoogroups.com, "Samantha"
      <samantha_saines@...> wrote:
      > I will plant this seed in my hand
      > and let it grow beyond the tips of my fingernails
      > to branch out and touch the warm sun above me.
      > In winter nights, my blossoms will never wilt
      > or fall prey to the icy cut of the wind that blows.
      > I should never hunger
      > for my flowers will give to me their sweet nectar to taste.
      > As each petal slips down my throat,
      > they will grow vines down into my body,
      > releasing more of these plentiful flowers.
      > They will lay hold of my heart
      > to bathe it in luscious scents of floral;
      > rejuvenating me to love- more than I ever could.
      > I'll inhale once more to know all the secrets of nature
      > and to live each day for beauty's sake;
      > never to utter her blissful sound
      > and give of her hidden passion hidden deep in the bark of my body.
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