Flowing
Lovely
Open bud
Wondering
Everywhere
Relentlessly
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A Flower I give from me, to you
In your heart the peace it brings shall rest
A Bird that flies high
Is a bird free in the sky, moving forward in its life
A Lions first roar
Is its significance to adulthood
If I can give you a Flower,
and Birds can still fly,
let our hearts roar like the Lion,
as we grow in time to, learn and love.
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