Found Poetry 793

10/12/21

carrying a flesh seed
running, it dropped
lost somewhere, still
still, it grew
a story of water and sun
the seed that pierced the land
grass was overjoyed
turnips were stirred
we all fall
but it hinges on how we land

This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.

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