Saturday, January 24, 2009

The Seedling by Paul Laurence Dunbar

written: 11/30/08
I was inspired by this beautiful classic poetry. It speeks volumes of imagery. As a matter of fact, there's enough creative pontification offered in this poem to frame and place in a well received location- children's room or added to the old fair thee well off to college, proud of you note.

it's so relative, it portable...
Hense, this is why it's shared.

The Seedling
Paul Laurence Dunbar

AS a quiet little seedling lay within its darksome bed,
to itself it fell a-talking,
And this is what it said: "I am not so very robust,
But I'll do the best I can;"
And the seedling from that moment, its work of life began

So it pushed a little leaflet up into the light of day,
To examine the surroundings and show the rest the way.
The leaflet liked the prospect, so it called its brother, Stem;
Then two other leaflets heard it, and quickly followed them
To be sure, the haste and hurry made the seedling sweat and pant; but almost before it knew it, It found itself a plant

The sunshine poured upon it, and the clouds they gave a shower; And the little plant kept growing 'till it found itself a flower

Little folks, be like the seedling
Always do the best you can; Every child must share life's labor
Just as well as every man
And the sun and showers will help you through the lonesome, struggling hours 'Till you raise to light and beauty Virtue's fair, unfading flowers

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