The Little Sprout
Little seed, so small and
still,
Planted deep within the
hill.
Sun and rain and soil so
rich,
Help you grow, inch by inch.
Stretch your stem and reach
up high,
Toward the bright and
endless sky.
With each new day, you grow
and thrive,
As the world around you
comes alive.
Dreams within you start to
form,
Of a life that's bright and
warm.
You picture fields of
flowers tall,
And a world where you stand
tall.
With hope within your heart
and soul,
You push through each and
every goal.
You grow and grow, never to
stop,
Until you reach the very
top.
And when at last your dreams
come true,
You'll look back on all
you've been through.
With pride and joy, you'll
stand up tall,
Knowing you've grown, and
given your all.
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