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Seeds and Weeds!!!Today In my garden of delight I smelled internal chaos and fight… I glared at the Dahlias they turned away… I queried the roses but they were busy with their faces… Tulip kept a tight lip. Lilys strength said it all It was time to take a roll call… Each one gave their attendance… With a sullen silence… What was wrong…? Suddenly peeped a strange small head Of all the members this was new lad… Oh! So this has been the reason Story in all seasons Of Sassy Seeds and Rowdy Weeds… I counted again….In my garden of heaven they were seven, This encroachment was incredulous….They looked frivolous… Where from Misters…My seeds might get blisters… Where is your passport... Who made you pass port…? All of seven…standing in agreement…confessed… Birds of delight when taking their flight… Dropped us carelessly…we were thrown here mercilessly… God's Grace save our case…we managed safe to surface… Now The Sassy Seeds say we are Rowdy Weeds… When we came saving our lives…You decide if we reside…. For them to reside I have to decide… Suddenly I was to judge this unprecedented While my mind was still dented…with this tumultuous attack… After all in the war of seeds and weeds Weeds have been ousted…almost always… The sassies looked hopeful… the rowdies kept their fingers crossed… Left …seeds seemed to say… go on …say it …that's the way … Right…weeds said …you too will throw us away… Darlings…mercy…let peace prevail… You got to grow together…You cannot ignore each other… You both need space…that shall be given… Grow bright… Grow right… And for heaven's sake do not fight… Sassies were stunned and So were the rowdies… Me God …What did she say…Oh what a day...? Seeds grim and Weeds chuckling… I knew I had to give another rule Before they both treat each other as fool… Seeds you don't have to worry…they rest not with you… Weeds you hurry …you rest in another cue… The pots so bright …I painted new… You got to learn things few… If they are sassies …you can be suave… Just Mild your manners and respect the spaces… You would soon see the heavenly graces… Darling Seeds…tuck in bed… moon is out …stars shine… Time to stop your whine…Beauty sleep would do the Job… And Tommorrow when Dear Morning opens his door knob… He sees his heart throb…all in a row with brighter glow… And My heaven returns…with all its glory…Amen…
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