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Sycamore seeds hold on to their parent tree

persistently hanging on to their mum

in time though , the autumn wind sends them

round and round, rising and falling

as they do, they go hovering like a helicopter

lowering and lifting themselves on the wind, till they

land themselves on a spot of ground, they’ve not seen before

it’s all in mother natures plan –

night time sees them sleeping in soft soil,

growing their roots upon the first rays of spring

Published by inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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