Once there was a tiny seed,
Buried deep beneath the ground.
It lay in darkness, weak indeed,
With no light or life around.
But as it grew, it shed its shell,
And pushed through soil so heavy.
It fought the darkness and the swell,
To reach the light, so bright and steady.
And as it basked in the sun's warm glow,
It grew tall and strong and alive.
No longer trapped in the dirt below,
But flourishing, it did survive.
For even though it once was dead,
It found the strength to persevere.
And in the end, it raised its head,
A symbol of hope and of cheer.
So when you're feeling weak or low,
And the world seems dark and dead,
Just remember how the seed did grow,
And found the strength to forge ahead.
Here are a few questions to ask kids to think about the poem:
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