Every little seed, inside has a tree,
The power of it, we can't simply see.
The thoughts and ideas, dwelling in our mind,
Will blossom generously, only if we find –
An idea to nurture, and give it some time,
Do it, test it, tell it, you'll surely get a dime.
Call them intelligent; creative, nasty, foolish,
They're road to dreams, you always cherish,
A bowl fills with water, drop by drop,
Come one, come all, push hard, we move to the top,
Improvement is humane, and as they say,
Just keep on tryin', there's always a better way!