The Little Flower


On the leafy ground, beneath those roots
One little flower readied to bloom
"Huff, huff", as she tried to breath
"Thud, huff", as she tried to escape

Just when she was able to feel some warmth,
Rain started to pour to ground
"Fufu, fufu", she's a bit cold
"Fufu, fufu", back to the roots she goes

Then the rain stopped, and she looked up
She grew, and now she's reaching the top!
Not to escape, she peeped in between the roots
Woah! The wind was swaying the others wherever it goes!

So she tried to do it one more time
It was easier than the last time
She crept and crept, and then at last,
The cool wind on her has now passed!

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