Little Flower
Flowers grow with sun and water
It does not survive if not treated right
So when neglected it must strive
Find the will to survive
Then that flower will grow
Beautiful and bright
That you may even see it
During the darkest of nights
And how you may ask,
Well this little flower
Gathered that it doesn’t matter if she was alone
That no one would see her grow
She wanted to grow for herself
And believe in herself
And now this little flower
Well she’s the prettiest,
Strongest,
Brightest,
Among all flowers.
