la palabra que crece con los otros...
yes, that is their journey, wonderful poem.
they spend themselves in darknessand give birth to leaf and flower :)
Glory after pain. Light after darkness. You know one because of the other.Thanks, Sandra!
Ah, where would we be without roots. Nice one.
How hard they work, yet how simple they make it look!
simple and amazing! :)
Beautiful! So much thought in so few words. Love it.
Very beautifully thought out and penned.. loved it..I invite you to visit my page to pray with me..
Lovely poem, like it.Short Poems
what a great take on the prompt- loved it!
hmm the pain of growing... a sorrowful tune that turns and sways... beautiful refraction
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