so small and round.
As small as a bead,
It falls to the ground.
Under the dirt,
A sprout grows.
Within the earth,
Up and up it goes.
It breaks through, reaching for the sky.
Rising, thin and green.
He will grow to be a big guy.
Now he can be seen!
From now on, he’ll tower.
At this, He won’t fail.
He might even grow a flower.
His life is no tall tale.
Like the Little Seed,
You'll never stay down!
If whatever the deed,
You do it without a frown.
--Benjamin M., 6th-8th Grade