What beautiful flowers of varied hues and gradients,
Swaying from side to side
In the cool breeze and sun.
Some find those purple and pink more pleasing,
Others love the bold dark reds and oranges...
Those that catch everyone's eye.
But who will love the withered and dry?
The ones so hard to acknowledge.
Will there ever be a gardener
Who will change their life?
Only love, support, and kindness
Can uplift their spirits,
And transform them into a lovely masterpiece.
Ms. Monika Bedi
Beautiful poem
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