Every little droplet owns its own name,
Every individual drop, of tear, dew & rain,
Each cloud that drifts, alone in blue skies,
Each feather shed, from the bird as it flies,
Upon each beast´s fur, in every little strand,
In every desert, each small grain of gold sand,
Each petal, blade of grass, pod & small
seed,
Even the lowly, tiny & unloved little weed,
Pebble, rock & stone, in mounds or all alone,
Each & every one, has a name to call its
own.
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