I think there
was never
a flower
who bloomed,
and didn’t know
it had a right
to be beautiful.
And never
a bird
who sang clear,
and doubted that
it should.
And never
a tree
who stood it’s ground,
and thought for
a second
it didn’t belong.
And that
at the end
of the day,
everybody is doing
a whole lot better
than they