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THE SOW OF LIFE

The Sow of life and the windΒ 
will reap the whirlwind
one ploughs, another sow
who will reap no one will know
the sow of life when washedΒ  returns
to the muck the sow of life in tears
shall reap in joy and the sow eats
up all the draff the sow of life it
is to soon to sow yetΒ 
the sow of life and lost labour
to sow where there is no soilΒ 
the sow of life will come and goΒ 
and will be no moreΒ 
the sow of life
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Lucas Lazar

That you should collect what is sown would be lawful and normal, but the reality is very different, there are people who, sowing a lot, never collect anything, and those who do not know how to sow, for some things or others, collect many crops.

Here in relation to the poem we usually say;

"Those who sow storms will fall victim to a great tempest"

A greeting, and congratulations on the composition,
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Jill Tait

Great theme Greg & pinned ❀️?❀️

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Jill Tait

Thank u too for always reading and giving me votes luv ❀️?❀️

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Pratibha Savani

This is great. I love the use of sow in nearly all the sentences. Just works brilliantly! Px

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