A lime sapling I found grew up in wild,
In ten years’ time to be a tree quite big;
For long it stayed dwarf-like: refused to grow,
As caterpillars ate its verdure leaves.
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Dear Dr John Celes,
How true it is, one will never know...God has His own timing.I was a bit discouraged today but your poem has once again reminds me of God's will, not mine that will be fulfilled. How vividly you described the creatures thqat made the tree their homes, it reminds me once upon a time I have seen this tree in a remote village where my maternal great grandmother once live. I was 4-5 years old, never afraid of all the crawlers or even the earth worms. Life has been beautiful and simple..... I like your poems!
Kind regards, Stacey
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Dear Dr John Celes, How true it is, one will never know...God has His own timing.I was a bit discouraged today but your poem has once again reminds me of God's will, not mine that will be fulfilled. How vividly you described the creatures thqat made the tree their homes, it reminds me once upon a time I have seen this tree in a remote village where my maternal great grandmother once live. I was 4-5 years old, never afraid of all the crawlers or even the earth worms. Life has been beautiful and simple..... I like your poems! Kind regards, Stacey