Tuesday, August 16, 2016

First the pot, then the flower.

An apple was it not,
or then maybe a flower.

Bare fruit it did,

Doe'th one plant a flower,
to preserve a life.

The first fruit, doe'th,
it become?

Brought forth first,

Then eternal life.

This the choice,
a flower thus plant,
to then the cure.

Then more they whole,
once more again .

To thus a family,
tobe the more.