Poem: Tiny Seeds


Tiny seeds
Make tiny leaves
Small enough to ignore

Who are those
That do believe
Toiling on every chore

Then each veggie grows
And finally it goes
At the store

About the poem:

Today, as part of a conference we visited three different urban garden/farms. It’s pretty remarkable how the food that comes to us in the store or farmers’ market, starts from these incredibly tiny seeds, and these teeny tiny plants. Being around them makes me believe in miracles.

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