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A sculptor rightly sees
The toughness of the rock
But carves features fine
Leaving spectators in shock!

A potter rightly sees
The dampness of the clay
He moulds it into a vase
In which our tulips play

A seamster rightly sees
The sharpness of the string
He sews on with patience
And mends our worn clothing

And yet we wrongly see
A flaw in one in all
Rather than pick virtue
We push, cause them to fall

So let us rightly see
In them the good and fine
And love them as they are
For they are all divine…

**Excited about adding this one to One Shot Wednesday as well!!! :)**