Pure with
life,
As it starts to germinate,
It starts its life.
A baby
plant,
Starting to grow,
Photosynthesis is now happening,
Thanks to the roots, it grows.
A teen it
is,
From head to toe,
A flower blooms,
To see the show.
The
insects take my pollen grains,
And travel with my friend,
And it shouts her name,
“I’ll help you today to grow strong and right.
My ovary
starts a fruit inside,
I grow weak and old and weird inside,
My petals wither beautiful not,
My fruit falls and smash it drops.
A seed pop
out,
Of the fruit in time,
My life can move on,
To either side.
It starts
to grow,
My eyes fill with gleam,
And how my day has come,
To fall asleep forever seem.
And since my life,
Been a sight to see,
In heaven’s grasp,
My memories shall last to be.
By Shreya
Gadiraju
Grade V K
As it starts to germinate,
It starts its life.
Starting to grow,
Photosynthesis is now happening,
Thanks to the roots, it grows.
From head to toe,
A flower blooms,
To see the show.
And travel with my friend,
And it shouts her name,
“I’ll help you today to grow strong and right.
I grow weak and old and weird inside,
My petals wither beautiful not,
My fruit falls and smash it drops.
Of the fruit in time,
My life can move on,
To either side.
My eyes fill with gleam,
And how my day has come,
To fall asleep forever seem.
Been a sight to see,
In heaven’s grasp,
My memories shall last to be.
Grade V K
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