One Heart
Different shapes and different sizes.
Inside is where the real prize is.
Big or small, short or tall.
The outside's not the same for all.
But that is not what really counts.
Not by a ton, not by an ounce.
It doesn't matter blue or green,
Or any color in between.
You can be a boy and wear a bow,
Or be a girl who loves to mow.
If you walk with feet, or use a chair,
It does not matter here, nor there.
Our hearts are all the same, you see.
We are no different, you and me.
As long as you be the very best you,
You'll see the best in others, too!
N.M. Glass
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