February 3, 2010
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Haiku:
The small lonely seed / emerges from the darkness / reaching for the sun
Spring time has arrived / and the naked trees await / explosions of life
The tiny tadpole / transforms into a young frog / ready to catch bugs
7/10 poem:
Tiny boy born of the womb
Emerges with hopes and dreams
Nurtured by his mothers hands
Encased in security
Each day mothers hands release
As independence sets in
A boy becoming a man
The once small world now immense
While lessons learned become real
And hopes and dreams become life
