A floral shop visit (Poem)
I enter the floral shop to find the ideal flower.
There are more then a hundred to choose from
They are all equally beautiful and possess the same power.
Sorted in their own vases, they do not compete
They are content with their own pleasant differences
They understand that each and every flower is unique.
A bouquet is made and they are joined as one
They combine their soft colorful petals without any rival
Smiling together at the warm shining sun.
Why is it that people do not live this way?
We fight and bicker, and compete with one another
This does not make us happier at the end of the day.
People try to race and overtake each and everyone
We are missing our own splendid beauties
while worrying about being outdone
Take a lesson from these flowers pure of sight
Discover your own path and individual character
Realize we each possess our own shining light