From the heart of a seed
            Dropped close to a wall,
            Grew a pale green plant
            So slim and tall.
            Nourished by the raindrops
            Kissed by the daily sun,
            It formed a very small bud
            Yes, there was only one.
            Crowds passed by it
             Each and every day,
            No one noticed the plant
             That was hidden away.
            But one day a man
            So feeble and old,
            Noticed a bloom
            Of the brightest gold.
            He plucked the flower
            In its first hour of life,
           And took it home
            To his ailing wife.
            It was the one bright spot
            In that shabby room,
            That seemed to chase away
             All of the gloom.
            Just think, if we all
            In our own humble way,
            Tried to brighten up
            Someone else's day.