Oh the life of a simple flower
The only beauty it seems to know
Is the glow of the sunlight
And when that summer wind blows
With its face against the air
And its feet on the ground
Without a care in the world
Until she comes around
She stays but a moment
But the flower cannot forget
The beauty of the butterfly
And the moment that they met
Oh the life of a simple flower
The patience it must learn
While it bends in the breeze
And awaits her return
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