We must grow with silence,
Through the winter of our
Ignorance as we wait the
Spring of change, to grow
With favor in the warmth of
Summer sun and rain. When
Autumn comes we hear the
Fruits of our silence, then an
Understanding comes to
Give us strength, to face
Our new winters without
Fear but with a new joy and
Appreciation for everything
True, that comes our way.

Bob Blackwell

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