Flowers bloom all around
In every hue they can be found
They grew despite the storms they endured
As their roots were firmly secured
Birds sing soar in the sky
With no care they flit and fly
And when the wind gets too strong for them
They simply hop from stem to stem
When life is just tough
And things seem to be just too rough
Remember the birds and flowers do not mope
From their enduring beauty and song take hope
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