I'd like to tell a story
Of a flower that I found.
It can't be seen with human eyes
and it grows not in the ground.
Its stem is strength and kindness
And honesty its leaves.
Its brightly colored petals
are the faith in its beliefs.
Its scent hints of forgiveness
and peacefulness and love.
Its beauty brings more happiness
Than my heart could once dream of.
At first I fed this flower
half-truths, deceit and lies.
And any other flower
would certainly have died.
But this flower's roots run deeply
so they can't be torn apart.
And I'll be forever thankful
You're the flower in my heart.
Of a flower that I found.
It can't be seen with human eyes
and it grows not in the ground.
Its stem is strength and kindness
And honesty its leaves.
Its brightly colored petals
are the faith in its beliefs.
Its scent hints of forgiveness
and peacefulness and love.
Its beauty brings more happiness
Than my heart could once dream of.
At first I fed this flower
half-truths, deceit and lies.
And any other flower
would certainly have died.
But this flower's roots run deeply
so they can't be torn apart.
And I'll be forever thankful
You're the flower in my heart.
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