Poetry for the night…

Nothing would change
The trees won’t grow where there is no seed
The people won’t speak where there is nothing to talk about
The sun won’t heat where there is nothing to feel the warmth
But
Where there is a word there will be a talk
A movement gets to an entertainment
And there will be blossom where there is love and care
Nothing would change the world
If I wouldn’t go and do it myself.

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xo, Jasmin

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