By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 5/4/2025
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In a garden bed, all bright and gay, Where colors danced in a floral ballet, Lived a tiny tulip, so small and sweet, Her petals soft, a blushing treat.
Tulip wished, with a tiny sigh, "Oh, to be taller, reaching the sky!" The Sun, a friend with beams so warm, Heard Tulip's wish, safe from harm.
A Butterfly flitted, wings so grand, Whispered, "Stretch upwards, take a stand!" So Tulip stretched, with all her might, Towards the sun's golden, warm light.
She drank the dew, so fresh and cool, And followed the Sun's golden rule, She reached for the sky, day after day, Growing taller in her own sweet way.
And guess what happened, it's truly grand, With Sun's warm help, and Butterfly's hand, That tiny Tulip, no longer small, Grew to be the tallest of them all!
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