Take a moment, little acorn
Really, little a – you’re going places
Everyone expects you to be food for the wildlife, but in the
End, great things are coming
Together with your brothers and sisters, you’ll
Rest in warm, brown soil over autumn and winter – only to
Emerge in the spring, when its a little warmer
Expect a little support from the gang in green
Towards the spring and then summer
youll begin to spread your shoots
no more a little acorn
a tree that’s spreading its roots.
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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