Little Flower

A little flower opened In the shadow of a mighty tree, He spread out his pedals, Proclaimed" Look at me." Birds and bees sipped nectar, Takening pollen as they flew. Little flower was so proud, Contributing to life anew. The mighty tree scoffed, " Little flower don't be so gay, My life spans in years, Yours are only in days." Little flower smiling replied, " The importance is I'm alive, Fulfilling God's purpose, My joy won't be denied. It is not important, How long I'm to live, But what I freely offer, I do cheerfully give."