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A thing of beauty sits there,
In a plain and borrowed pot.
The leaves are green and shiny,
With flowers pink and hot.
How you do renew yourself
As each blossom fades.
Each one is even prettier
Than the very last you made!

How content you are with your purpose
Of producing bud by bud,
A beautiful splash of colors
You wear as brand new clothes.
And how you lift our hearts
As you tie by little threads,
Our contact with the Father
In your powerful words unsaid!


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