Your name is written
In the smallest petal
Of the important flower,
Other petals are
Jealous of it
And they try hard to destroy
The youngest segment,
But it survives at the end
With its honest and sincere endeavour,
The smallest petal has become
Lean and pale,
Yellow and crinkly,
Still it has protected your great name
In its secure bosom,
Yes, your name is bright and clean still,
It loves you so much, dear friend!
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Unique and beautiful thoughts. Very inspiring. Well thought out and crafted.