GrowingA Poem by Katharina KölzowWe are seats in the ground on our way to grow Have to find the way out out of the sand We pull our heads up the face towards the sun A field empty just with sand Just with small patches of grass Every day we grow a little bit higher Each of us in their own way Straight Tall Tiny Big One day we will be a field a field full with flowers Green Blue Yellow Red Violet Even mixtures will be to be seen We will create a picture in whole beautiful and complete But as individuals never lose our uniqueness We dance in the wind together we dance each in our own way If you liked what you read you can help me to make another dream of mine come true, just click on the link and give me your vote:
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1 Review Added on November 18, 2016 Last Updated on November 18, 2016 AuthorKatharina KölzowDenmarkAboutI mainly write when I am traveling ... so I guess you could call it a travel writer :P more..Writing
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