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Richa jain

Children Stories Inspirational

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Richa jain

Children Stories Inspirational

Seedlings

Seedlings

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I read these lines

So many times.

As you sow,

So you reap.

Once I also

Try to reap.

I reap my

Torment

My desires

My aspirations

Ambitious 

Dreams

Love

Purity

And passion. 


Patiently 

I was engaged 

To rope

All these

In my heart.

And when I need 

To watering.

I can't give up

But that not

To be proper. 


As I eagerly 

Waited

To seeds

To be

Seedlings. 

I look the sky.

Yes I cross my

Fingers to rain.


But I forgot to

Attach one word

With my prayer

Which is proper. 

And I looking my

Seedlings

To grow.

They were 

Growing 

>Light

Tiny

And compact.

Dances with wind.


One day it rains.

They all were to

Excited, so eager.

They danced happily 

They lingered.

They look all around.

A

I was happy. I was 

Dreamy.

I knitted my dreams.

It rains heavily. 

Some of those.

Seedlings fall

On soil.

Some were swim.


Some fall on

Each other'

Some were taken

By thunder to

Anonymously. 

I watch.

And just look.

Which seedlings.

Are left.


But

That time

I pet my

Heart.

To be

Strong.

These were seedlings 

What will happen 

If they were be trees.

I amazed not

Only in sorrow 

But smile too.



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