Life

Just as a seed is sown,
so is life,
'just as the blastocyst,
finds a home in the womb.....'
given to us with no pay,
a gift to be adored it should be.
With time it sprouts,
though in bouts.
Into a baby it grows,
born of flesh and blood,
through an incadecence,
of passion and love....
and life its given.
Grows to a seedling,
to a mature and plant,
bears fruits,
sometimes they ripe,
and off the tree they fall,
same way,
our lives end,
and into Hades...
there we go💔
©traycee