You must be
A dewdrop;You add beauty, even in
Your minuscule, dainty self
But, sadly, you don't see it
YourselfYou sit upon the edge of a leaf,
Perched quietly, and not knowing
The importance of your beauty
Someday, you may fall, and you will touch the dirtied soilBut, remember this: you've made a difference,
You've added beauty in this world
Even in the tiniest shred of it, you've gave this world its worthYou're a dewdrop,
And you will shine in the midst of flowers
//k.u.
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