Bring me not orchids, frail, delicate orchids
Rooted in swamp and begotten in slime
Bring me the flowers of everyday living
The whisper of sunrise and sweet summertime...
Bring me not roses, red elegant roses
Nor the flowers that grow through the bushes
Bring me the flowers that grows with beauty
That tells of nature's serenity...
Bring me not tulips, beautiful expensive tulips
However nice it maybe, it is still not good for me
Bring me the flowers that speaks of your love
That we may bossom as one with the guidance from Above....
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