Flowers Grand Power
As mother nature's blanket appears,
It's time to shut down and allay our fears,
The story book then opens up,
Full of happiness but sometimes tears,
Just like a flower in the morning,
Opening up to see the dawn in,
No anger or strife,
Loving the meaning of life,
Another day comes around,
Awaken, nothing on the mind, not a sound,
While the flower is about to open up,
To show off its prized Cup,
Not long before the world floods in,
The unhappy people around, start to sing,
The flowers dreams are made,
With friends a beautiful cascade,
So let's follow mother nature's Way,
And take the unhappiness from the day,
Take a look at that open flower,
Let's draw from its grand power.
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