Unseen Color
There is a small flower,
that often grows everywhere.
It is tiny and hard to see.
Often, considered or thought,
a
weed.
Yet...
This little,
special and unique
flower,
came from an even smaller seed.
Faith.
It…
is the promise of spring
to every butterfly.
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