Pond
You're Not An Seed
you're a show, that comes on when I sleep, when I close my eyes
I'm just helping good things grow
once a dog strayed inside my yard, left in the wet dirt the impression of your paw
at least that's what I thought it was a dog
you were sown, watered when you were dry, you were just a seed
I was helping good things grow
now your gone, I know what you were, not dream or seed or animal
you turned out to be a girl, at least that's what I think you were a girl
I don't have room for this big hole
it moves from wall to wall letting in cold
what more can something need to grow
provided food and shelter and got back sorrow
From Letras Mania