Let the flowers
Do their work
Inviting you to smile
To enjoy their beauty
When you see them
In the vase
On the stem
Or blooming from the branches
Stop and let them
Share their joy
If there is any time you need it
It is now
Their joy
Their beauty
Can birth hope
In your heart
In these dark days
Waiting for spring
Let them do their work
Then you can do yours
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