AS a quiet little seedling
Lay within
its darksome bed,
To itself it fell a-talking,
And this is what it said:
"I am not so very robust,
But I'll do the best I can;"
And the seedling
from that moment
Its work of life
began.
So it pushed a little leaflet
Up into the light of day,
To examine the surroundings
And show the rest the way.
The leaflet liked
the prospect,
So it called its brother,
Stem;
Then two other leaflets heard it,
And quickly followed them.
To be sure, the haste and
hurry
Made the seedling sweat and
pant;
But almost before it knew it
It
found itself a plant.
The sunshine poured upon it,
And the clouds they gave a shower;
And the little
plant kept growing
Till it found itself a
flower.
Little folks, be like the seedling,
Always do the best you can;
Every child must share life's
labor
Just as well as every man.
And
the sun and showers will help you
Through
the lonesome, struggling hours,
Till you raise to light and beauty
Virtue's fair, unfading flowers.
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Kay- What a beautiful post. I often think of my grandkids as little seedlings-growing according to conditions that surround them- xo Diana
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diana. I very much agree, let's hope all our little ones have all the loving care that they need.
DeleteIt's a wise idea: the work of children.
ReplyDeleteThe work of making our children into wise adults, that should be our aim!
DeleteWhat a sweet little poem. I always find yellow flowers especially cheering.
ReplyDeleteThanks, I really like his poetry.
DeleteAnd those yellow daisies are just the most amazing flowers, they survive the hot summer on that rock!
Beautiful poem in your post today. It's nice to see all the seedlings popping up. Hope you have a fantastic Friday!
ReplyDeleteThanks, so happy you like it too! Love to see all the fresh green seedlings! Hope you have fantastic Friday too!
DeleteWhat a nice poem Kay! Thanks for posting it. The 'process' is just beginning around here too....no more snow (crosses fingers and knocks wood). Thanks for stopping by today, always good to see you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jim, good to see you too! Stop by again and I might have some music therapy for YOU! I almost always have a music video going!! :-) Take care!
DeleteLove the poem and the yellow daisies too!!!
ReplyDelete(Please remind me when in April your birthday is!!!!)
Hey Audrey! Glad you like this!
Delete(My birthday is this Monday! So happy to be born right in the middle of April, everything is blooming beautiful!)
Your climate lets this happen a bit sooner than it does in northeast Ohio, but spring is here too, in the earliest stages...
ReplyDeleteI like the message of that poem and your beautiful photos.
Our Spring is a bit late but with all the rain we have had, the plants and trees are looking splendid!
DeleteThank you. I am happy you like this! :-)
Delightful!
ReplyDeleteThank, Mimi! Have a great weekend. The weather looks promising!
DeleteWhat a stunning header! Gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Terri! Richard took that photo of me late afternoon on April 12th! The white flowers are blooming on the red diamorpha and all the wildflowers are incredibly beautiful! xx
DeleteSuch a sweet poem...Mother Nature is a great educator on life! I'm hoping to see more of Spring but the temps just don't want to cooperate! Have a good weekend!
ReplyDeleteThanks, glad you liked the poem too!
DeleteYou WILL have a Spring, I promise you will!! xx
Oh my! I LOVE daisies!
ReplyDeleteYou will love the Yellow Daisies in September!
DeleteThey are breathtaking beautiful! xx
Hey Kay! Happy Birthday! Loved the poem ~ I would have shared it with my third graders if I were still teaching! Enjoy another year of happy you!
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