Poems
Botticelli Baby
4:03A plant pot stands at my Glass cube window Dozens of seeds sleep inside I water them daily Expecting nothing at all Some of them molder Some of them sprout That's life Always the same Always the same Always the same Always the same Like talents and characteristics Character trails and skills I'm always surprised by the seeds That suddenly sprout Some of them molder Some of them sprout That's life Some of them molder Some of them sprout Some of them molder Some of them sprout