Tiny seed planted just right
(tuck into a ball)
Not a breath of air, nor a ray of light
Rain falls slowly to and fro
And now the seed begins to grow
(start to unfold slowly)
Slowly reaching for the light
With all its energy, with all its might
The little seed's work is almost done
To grow up tall and face the sun
(stand up with arms stretched out)
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