This square is meant as a Red Thread connection between two Chinese Cousins.
I did not plant you, true.
But when the season is done-
When the alternate prayers for sun and rain are counted.
When the pain of weeding and the pride of watching are through.
Then I will hold you high
A shining sheaf above the thousand seeds grown wild
Not my planting, but by Heaven, my harvest, MY OWN CHILD.
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