I See the Flowers Sing Their Dance of Birth

I see the flowers sing their dance of birth After the love rain falls they push their way through the earth They stretch their stems toward the light in the sky To show their natural beauty and challenge us to deny They open their petals and contemplate Hopefully a bee will sleep for a while so they can pollinate There picked for our pleasure or given to a dear Their seed is strong and will grow again next year So stop and admire or smell them for your self worth I see the flowers sing their dance of birth