Strawberry Seed

I water my little strawberry seed, And I wonder why it has still not grown. Though the package said it was guaranteed, The seed sits still in the ground all alone. “That’s it!” I cry, an idea in mind. What my seed needs is its own little friend! When both the squirrel and the bird declined, I feared that this would be the very end. If nobody else, then how about me? So I sat down by my seed and just talked.

I told stories of sadness and pure glee, Until the time when the rooster squawked.

And as I close my eyes to sleep, I see My strawberry sprout looking back at me.

ByVictoriaUbelhor