The Flower

Then it grew so tall

It wore a crown of light,

But thieves from o'er the wall

Stole the seed by night.



Sow'd it far and wide

By every town and tower,

Till all the people cried,

"Splendid is the flower!"



Read my little fable:

He that runs may read.

Most can raise the flowers now,

For all have got the seed.



And some are pretty enough,

And some are poor indeed;

And now again the people

Call it but a weed.

“Thank you for a very warm welcome.” Ms SG, Gemany

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