Flowers

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A fleeting flash of colour against the grey,

A bright sun on a cold day,

What do you think? What shall you say?

When you see this beauty today?


Take your  gift,

Take it from over there,

Wear it in your hair,

Enjoy life without a care.


In the face of every flower is love,

The sweetest gift from above,

The beauty of the world we're a part of,

From the stems of a glorious sunflower or foxglove.



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