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You might have seen me
Oh, you see me every day, I'm mostly brown
Sometimes gold like sunrise
At times even red as sunset

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I'm what makes the plants grow
Which in turn feed your rumbling belly
And what do I get in return?
Being stepped upon and thought of as dirt

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But you should learn
What humbleness is, from me
Raise me up to the skies
Still, I never forget my ground

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Without me, you wouldn't live
And death would bring you to me
Strange isn't it? The one who helps grow
Is the one to gather the dead

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Hi, everyone! 🙆 This is my first attempt at poetry and I really had a feeling to try it. I wrote this in three minutes, in one go.

I love the soil and I genuinely feel connected to it. I'm crazy about the smell of wet soil and I can sniff it for hours LOL.

aloststoryteller, AYS_621 and x_xDieHardNerdx_x, thank you so much for encouraging me to try poetry. What do you think of this? Please tell me honestly. 😀

Should I continue writing poetry? Please give me your views.

Keep smiling! 💕
Lots of love ❤💙
Sakina

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