ANSIR® Profile: Sage / Empath / Empath
Boss: Empath

Seeds Of Me

I knelt down upon hard ground,
Though moist with morning dew.
My tears fell, but all was well,
Or so I thought I was true.
It was a lie, one that died,
Leaving pain within its wake.
And now I live with love to give,
But no love to take.
I plant a seed to give it need,
Like the need I own.
For as time goes and it grows,
It will need a home.
Light and air, water and care,
All these things required are.
But as a seed, without my deed,
Its life could've gone far.
Now as a plant, there is a chance
That this seed will die.
And if it does because of my love,
Then it will be as I.

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