Two Seeds of a Pod, Planted alike,
Destined differently, when Nature would Strike.
Reared in the same Soil, One Sun on them will Shine
Two Seeds of a Pod, each, to a separate path will Align
Time was a friend this far, seeds grown into leaves of Grass.
Two leaves, Together , the ill-fates they could Surpass.
Seasons they saw, Years that went past,
Young leaves of grass, in a happy place were cast.
Each growing to new dreams, hearts filled with joy,
But Time was about to turn a foe, Who was to Ploy?
Fields golden, turned fiery red one day,
Dreams caught fire, only ashes were to Stay.
Taller leaf, shielded the stunted one,
Took the blaze on , but a word said none.
Fire went Off, But the charred leaf withered,
Stunted one's love and hope went scattered.
Cursing the stars, which appeared on twilight,
Leaves of Grass, today a sacrimony of this plight..
