There was a little blueberry
which did not reach the sky.
It grew and grew, that blueberry,
though, did not end up high.
That blueberry was from up north
where one is short as grass.
This berry came with envy forth.
It thought of test to pass.
Then suddenly, the wind it shook.
The wind said, seldom done
you are, importance by, and look.
You are the vital one.
Your smallness really matters
when eyes upon you rest.
If eye upon you scatters,
you will not be the best.
Think highly of the freeing
of fruit, not meant for you.
Think of yourself as being
afforded, that to do.
Be thankful for the given.
Be thankful for the word.
Think of yourself as driven.
And let the Word be heard.
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