
In time, be free, be happy.
Be true, be genuine.
Be so precious to yourself,
So, that world is yours and you can win the world.
Adios!

In time, be free, be happy.
Be true, be genuine.
Be so precious to yourself,
So, that world is yours and you can win the world.
Adios!

The blossoming of flowers,
In their exquisite uniqueness and bloom,
With love and brightness,
Is truly a gift for anybody who loves flowers.
The blossoming of flowers,
Is an occurrence in nature,
Which very few get to observe minutely and God the truest one.
Adios!

The kindness of a flower,
Makes anyone smile.
Brings out the cheer in blossoms,
Lets the rhythm fly.
The kindness if flower,
Is genuine,
Hearty and bleautiful.
It is the kindness of the Lord,
That flowers have been existent forever,
Among us.

π²π΄πΉπ·πΈππΊπ»πΌ
Adios!

A new flower says,
“I am new.
The leaves are green,
And my petals daisy blue.
I sing a song,
And do a jiggle dance,
While the sun is shining,
And I laugh.
I am new.
The dews on my self,
Have bathed me this morning.
Their coolness,
Has given me new hope,
I am new,
And in God’s love,
I shall forever be true.
Maybe unseen but anew.
Adios!

The tiny shrub,
Called me out.
Said it wanted a flower,
With a beautiful snout.
I gave it lily,

And it was extremely happyππ.
Adios!