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Rhyme for Children
I am the seed that slept last night;
This morning I have grown upright.
Within my dream there was a king.
Now he had gone in the wide morning.
He had a queen, also a throne.
Waking, I find myself alone.
If I could have that dream again,
The seed should grow into a queen
And she should find at her right hand
A king to rule her heart and land:
And I would be the spring which burst
Beside their love and quenched their thirst.