• all of us, every single one start out as a seed,
    a tiny seed floating on the breeze,
    we slowly drift down to the earth below and we rest, and we slowly sink in our fitfull slumber into the quiet,warm and comfort of the earth,
    and then we wake,in quiet and calm we wake and we grow slowly our roots spread like fingers,
    giving us strength to continue growing until we break through the soft earth,
    at first we are bare and then the first leaf comes to our short stem we are always growing, day after day we grow and then without warning the small bud blooms and every one of us is amazing, standing tall,serene,happily we sway in the wind like as if we are dancing,
    except one
    one of them can't bloom it does'nt even have a bud
    its always growing but never blooming we see this kind of flower for even without a bud it is a flower, some shun this wonder but me I welcome that flower because I know that someday that flower will outgrow every one of us and it will grow a bud, and when it blooms it will be more beautiful than me and them
    that budless flower could be me, or it could be you