Question

summary of poem seeds by Walter de la mare

Answer 1

The seeds I sowed –

For week unseen –

Have pushed up pygmy

Shoots of green;

So frail you’d think

The tiniest stone

Would never let

A glimpse be shown.

But no; a pebble

Near them lies,

At least a cherry-stone

In size,

Which that mere sprout

Has heaved away,

To bask in sunshine,

See the Day.