Heirloom gifts of Grandmother’s seeds are slowing fading away
We need to preserve non-hybrid seeds to secure our future today
Sowing the seeds of our past can be a priceless gift of reality
I wanted to smell some carnations but there was no smell you see

Perhaps, like Johnny Appleseed, we can plant a seed each day
Even a trig from its nib can reproduce its kind along the way
This hybrid thing is out of hand, another means to control
God help us, if we don’t start planting seeds to help save souls

It’s not hard and can be as simple as pouring the seed on the ground
We should Plant seeds along the Highways, and byways, or in town
Perhaps even plant along your fence lines some fruit trees
Help preserve the continuity for life with seeds productivity

ArmourQuill Hunter

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