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As morning dawns, the flower yawns,
The little bud meets the world.
A stream of sunlight pets its face,
Waking it gently from its sleep.
It lifts its leaves to the light above,
And gently shakes off its coat of snow.
Its roots dig deep, clenching the moisture,
The stem stands tall and straight.
The transparent leaves glow in the sun,
Pink tiger stripes live for contrast in color.
Vivid imagination, fresh beauty lives here.
Who can compare to its innocence?
As a bee buzzes along, the petals whisper on,
Come and drink, take my sweet juice!
I am eager to share, eager to please!
As the morning dawns, and the flower yawns,
~The little flower loves the world~