There Is
There is Rose, which will not bloom.
There is a Song, which has no tune.
There is a Tree, which will not grow.
There is a Lamp, which has no glow.
There is something everywhere, which is different from all the rest.
It is unique, it is the best.
Copyright © Megan Mckinney | Year Posted 2011
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