Seeds need to grow

They’re a reminder of all we know

They reflect on the past

And what made precious moments last

They’re part of every dream

As strange as it may seem

They can heal and restore

They fill us to the core

They can become the light

We follow day and night

Tiny seeds

Can lead to good deeds

They show where we stand

As we hold God’s hand

They hold all power

We feel it hour after hour

They are the blessing

We cherish without stressing

They make us see

What’s meant to be

They’re like a chapter

Filled with joy and laughter

They stay with us

In God we trust

They do good deeds

Seeds