Generations
Love, hope,
faith of character.
Seeds planted long ago.
Thoughts, expressions,
kindness a lifeblood
offered freely.
Satisfaction in the reward
returned without hesitation,
passed on with the same
love, hope, and kindness,
from a place in each heart.
No parent could ask for more.
This poem is my response to Quadrille #127: Planting Seeds, the prompt from Merril at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use a form of the word seeds in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.
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Beautiful poem Ken.
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Thank you. 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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Awwwww you are so right, Ken. Watching my son and his wife with their new baby is such joy. I know you’re thinking of your grandbabies with this poem. ❤
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Thank you, Lisa. My children make me proud, and I’m hoping to see those two granddaughters before summer is over.
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You’re welcome, and I know you will!
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Good seeds to pass along to future generations. Thanks, Ken.
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Thank you, Merril.
I’ve just read the poem by Arcadia Maria, and it reminds me that those seeds are planted without any doubt they will flourish.
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Yes, your poems are like companion pieces.
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Satisfying. Some poems have to stab at you relentlessly, forcing old feelings to bubble up behind a wall of mature indifference. Not this. This was a mother’s smile, a father’s approving nod, a child’s clinging hand. Subtle, but the sort of thing that makes you cry a decade later. Lovely.
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Thank you for such a thoughtful comment.
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Oh gosh, this is incredibly heart-stirring. Yes, seeds passed on from generation to generation. May the cycle continue and be filled with love and all things fruitful 💝💝
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😀 Thank you, Sanaa.
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A good one! It’s good when they come out on the right side of what you hoped to teach them🙂
Pat
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Thank you, Pat.
Yes, always hopeful for the best outcome.
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This was tender and beautiful Ken!
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Thank you, Rob. 🙂
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Beautiful Ken… I love the idea that love, hope, and kindness,
from a place in each heart … is our life blood! Passed on to the next generation again and again, it continues on.
Well done.
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Thank you, Dwight.
I’m thankful that this is so.
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You are welcome!
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Beautifully said.
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🙂 Thank you, Lucy.
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And no child could ask for more either!
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Thank you, Ingrid. 😀
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Loving parents enrich the human seed bank, Ken, and the reward is to watch their offspring blossom.
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The human seed bank. I hadn’t thought of that. Yes!
Thank you, Kim.
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Truth. The best legacy. (K)
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Ah, yes. Thank you.
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A beautiful poem. Wouldn’t it be great if we could plant the seeds of kindness!
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Thank you, Beverly.
Nothing’s ever simple, though that should be.
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… ‘lifeblood offered freely’ …. yes.
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🙂 Thank you.
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It’s best not to expect. Too many parents want a return on their investment and think they can calculate what they’re owed. Our children are part of us. They owe us nothing, but they give without even being aware of it.
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I think that’s true, Jane, which is why this is written as a reflection on what I feel has already come to pass with my own.
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Nothing is better than such love…
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So true.
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Awww. This is beautiful, Ken. We’ve got an 18 and a 19, and we have our moments of doubt, but this is certainly the dream.
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AS it should be for any parent. Thank you, De.
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Loving-kindness moving from one generation to another is the beautiful vision. I wish every child could receive this.
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If only that were so. Thank you, Ali.
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