So Much Depends Upon

My own version of "The Red Wheelbarrow" Poem

So Much Depends

Upon

A Small Round

Seed

Struggling To Penetrate The 

Surface

To End It's Undying

Need

 

So Much Depends

Upon

The Little Delicate 

Stem

Reaching For The 

Sky

Never Failing To

Try

So Much Depends

Upon

One Tiny Budding

Flower

Fighting Frost At 

Night

Waking To Morning

Light