My Word of the Month poem for June

Hi everyone,

I saw this lone dandelion plant yesterday that had somehow sprouted at the corner of our house, and a seed poem sprang up.

A Seed...
               might be the start of a weed,
but it could be an artichoke,
perhaps a mighty oak
that one day makes another seed.

A seed...
               could lead to a hollyhock,
grow a bright tomato,
inspire an Irish potato,
be what makes a celery stalk.

A seed...
               can sprout a morning glory,
a giant redwood tree,
a plant small as a pea,
an idea vast as a new story.

(c) 2022 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved