Rice FieldA Poem by AJDeudaits about growing up, appreciating the beauty and acquiring knowledge as we grow old..Rice Field We came, To this world; Like rice field. Our seeds were, Carefully planted. A chosen soil, Fertile beside, The river of life. And when, Our sprout shoots; We looked up, Our eyes opened, To the glorious sky. We are, Blessed by the rain. To quenched, The thirst in us. And we danced, With the birds; To the song, Of the wind. And when its, Our time. We bowed down, Full and gold. © 2017 AJDeuda |
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Added on September 15, 2017 Last Updated on September 15, 2017 AuthorAJDeudaLegazpi City, Bicol Region, PhilippinesAboutI am Andrew Deuda, I am a Filipino, 30 and a father of two. I am a chemistry school teacher and I love writing poems of my own style. I love science and poetry. more..Writing
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