Don’t Pick the Flowers

Don’t pick the flowers

Just let them be

A pretty gathering

For all to see

Let them paint a picture

Upon a hill

With petal brushes

With determined wills

To stay lovely

To stand strong

Through wind and storm

They’ll carry on

Destined to be

Something beautiful

For you and me

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