Tuesday, April 04, 2006

this was actually a poem written to encourage my friend when he was facing some probs in his relationship

Sow and Reap

There was a farmer,
Old and frail he was,
He has a small plot of land,
Which was not even worth the title of a farm
The land was dry, infertile, dead
People walked past and just shook their heads at the scene..
The old farmer however,
Took his only tool, a rake,
And with water, went to rake the soil little by little each day
Until the day the soil was soft enough,
He planted his first seeds..
Again, he took patience, time and effort,
Day by day,
Each day with less food grains remaining..
Yet he stayed on and did not give up..
Finally, the seeds grew and out came the strong bold wheat stalks swaying with the wind…

Time, effort, and patience was what he took..
The theory applies for everything in life…
Life is sweet because of the bitterness at start..
Life and love is not a bed of flowers,
But it’s whether u chose to plant them yourself

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