Do you ever find a little treasure
on your own shelf, tucked away, forgotten?
This morning my eyes were
captured by one such little lost booty.
While flipping through the
delicately aged pages of this 1903 charm,
I happened upon this poem...
A wonderful thing is a seed;
The one thing deathless for ever;
For ever old and for ever new,
Utterly faithful and utterly true--
Fickle and faithless never.
Plant lilies, and lilies will bloom;
Plant roses, and roses will grow;
Plant hate, and hate to life will spring;
Plant love, and love to you will bring
The fruit of the seed you sow.