We were seeds planted on the ground
striving to be touched by the sun to the right amount
to feel the rain
to feel the wind
to let our own seeds be carried away in the wind
no one said it would be easy
we would wish for a full growth of sunshine, but we would dry
we would wish for a full growth of rain, but we would rotten
we would wish for a full length tall stature, we could fall in the wind
what we wish for might not be what we need