Seeds ready to be spread

Seeds are funny little things. They are like birds with wings. Where they go, often we don't know. And God is the one that causes them to grow. They are a marvel and this I surely know. I so want to be a seed. I want to grow in a heart that is in need. To me that is the most nourishing type of feed. To bestow upon my fellow man a good and selfless deed.

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