Such a tiny thing

Floating, I drift with the wind.

Helplessly flying with no direction, until I feel the soft earth beneath me and I nestle in the soil of life. Here I lay waiting for the sun to lift me up so I may blossom, and be what I am destined to become.

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50 word count

This is for the Kayleigh Fraser unofficial challenge. This entry may be a late one but what he heck

Here is my other entry into this challenge\;