Beautiful flowers
Are what gardeners grow
In very neat borders
All in a row
Weeding out weeds
Day after day
Pulling them up
Throwing them away
But what are we discarding
Are we sure they are weeds
Who is it who decides
I bet we can’t agree
It’s just the same with people
They say beauty is skin deep
So how do we decide
Who to discard and throw away
And who as friends we keep
Perhaps it’s time to grow
Accept people as they are
A miracle of creation
All as equally beautiful
The flowers of their generation
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