Verbs

poem by Ruth Salles

See the verbs coming!
They are our companions.
strong, brave, alive.
How active they are!

lightning, thunder,
and the rain pours down,
and the sun shines and warms,
and the bird flies, and the wind,
and the plant is born and grows,
and the fruit ripens.

The man works well
sow the wheat and reap,
and make bread and eat;
and gain new strength,
then rest well,
and sleep, dream and wake up
for the next day.

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