You come into the world a blank slate.



You have characteristics of those that came before you.

You thrive and grow straight and tall.

You reach for the sun and bask in its warmth.

You endure the wind and rain during your life.

You feel the cold north winds calling you.

You have lived a full life.

You have left your seeds behind.

You wither and die.

You come into the world a blank slate.




Death is a part of life.