I planted a seed.

I planted a seed.
I assumed to have claim
to the fruit, to the plant
of that seed I had lain;
but it wasn’t to be so.
The seed I had sown
was a plant of its own
and my part in its life
it had quickly outgrown.
So let it be so.
For the plant was never mine.
I was just a sower of a seed,
and I guess… that is fine.
I will find satisfaction
in watching the prose.
I’ll watch it gain traction,
bear fruit and feed those
who don’t know
that I planted the seed,
that seed that still grows;
and I’m happy I planted that seed
…even if…
nobody knows.

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