Plant

In the heart of a seed

burried deep, so-deep,

A dear little plant

Lay fast asleep. 


'Wake,' said the sunshine

'And' creep to the light.

'Wake,; said the voice

Of the rain drops bright.


The little plant heard,

And it rose to see

What the wonderful

Outside world might-be ! 



(Writer - Kate L. Brown)







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