Do Not Begrudge This
Do not begrude this,
For it is the fate of every man.
Yet it is feared,
And shunned in many lands.
Causes problems, and sometimes gaps,
Can hobble the strongest, and make memory laps.
What is this danger we all face?
For being a part – of the human race.
Growing old.
Many and One
They are many and one,
They wave and they drum,
Used to cover a stare,
They go with you everywhere.
Your hands.
First One, Then I Seem None
First I am one, then I seem none,
In death I birth new life.
What’s raised exceeds me,
For on bent knee,
I add to a world that’s rife.
What am I?
A seed. One seed turns into a plant or tree and seemingly disappears. When a plant dies, the seeds can be harvested to create new plants. From a single seed, hundreds more are created, vastly exceeding the original. Gardeners care for plants on bent knee and each new plant helps make the air fresher.
I Go Around In Circles
I go around in circles,
But always straight ahead
Never complain,
No matter where I am led.
A wheel.
Wholly Unreal
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I
Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
In your mind.
Into the House Through the Keyhole
What always comes into the house through the keyhole?
The key.
What Gives Life and Love
What gives life and love, and is there till they die?
What can hide you and find you, heal you and feed you but should never give up on you?
A mother.