In the Spring

From the dirt

In which you were just thought

From the seed you were sown

After waiting what seemed an eternity

You reared your little green head

I smiled

You chased the sun

But you were not alone

All your little friends were near

Growing into the light

The broadening of your leaves

Unique in sight

Summer granted maturity

And you were the Mom and Pop of the dirt

In the Fall you gave your greatest gift

Seeds of the fruit

Then returned to the dirt

The Sun still Shines