Seeds

It always seems like my boys grow the fastest over the summer. Must be the fresh air and sunshine... though we've had precious little of that this summer!

Reminds me of this... by Rebecca Wyss













MY CHILDREN ARE LIKE SEEDS

My children are like seeds,
given to me in unmarked envelopes.
I sprinkle them with love
and daily let them shine in the sun.
Their roots are well grounded,
and their shoots are many.
I do not know yet when they will bloom,
or what their flowers will be.