Pocket Basket
A dream is growing in time and in space
A seed is sprouting, assuming its place.
Hearts go on beating, refreshing the soul
So the next generation can play its role.
The space within seeks to expand,
Develop, flourish and take command.
The heart and mind increase their size
And old thoughts fade as we grow wise.
Always ready to help with a smile on his face.
He submits to authority with deference and grace.
It’s a virtue, they say, to be modest and plain,
Like light-colored things with no contrasting stain