Plants, by Kezia Owens

Plants come in all different sizes,

All the bulbs with different surprises,

They all come in different shapes,

Out of the bulb an original escapes.


Annual or alpine,

Bean or bush,

Crop or cross,

Flower or fungus,


Herb or hybrid,

Moss or mutant,

Seedling or sport,

Variety or vine.


We all love to see them grow,

In the sun or in the snow,

All things beautiful God made,

“Let it be,” that’s what He said.


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