Little spark, what do you do?
“Ohhhh I don’t know,” it said, so blue
A tiny speck of light, that’s you
A good for nothing, through and through
Little spark, what do you say?
Resting on that strand of hay
“Just having a seat, if I may,
No one would miss a little ol’ stray”
Little spark, a breeze is near
Your time has come to disappear
“What a life,” it wept in fear
“With not a soul to shed a tear”
Little spark you’re still around!
And the hay you’ve sat in seems to have browned!
“It appears you are right” the little spark frowned
“Hope thin as hay is still hope I have found”
Little spark, how you have grown!
Thought you’d fade, but who would have known?
The wind, though fierce with his whistles and groans
Has fed you full with his bitter draft blown
Little spark, now a big flame
From lowly beginnings, look what you became,
Dancing with pride, that nothing could tame
Once a little spark, now without shame
