2012-06-15

                                                              A REAL BOUQUET
                                                                                    Author: Edith Segal
  
                                                         Everybody has two eyes
                                                         Bright as stars they shine
                                                         But their color may not be
                                                         Just the same as mine.

                                                         Brown or blue, gray or green
                                                         What difference does it make?
                                                         As long as you can see the sun
                                                         Shining when you wake.

                                                         Some folks’ hair is very black
                                                         Some have blonde or brown.
                                                         Whatever color it may be
                                                         It’s a pretty crown.

                                                         Flowers have so many shades
                                                         And I’m sure you know
                                                         Many lovely gardens
                                                         Where such flowers grow.

                                                         Children in this great big world
                                                         Are flowers in a way
                                                         Some are light, some are dark
                                                         Like a real bouquet.

                                                         Did you ever stop to think
                                                         How awful it would be
                                                         If everybody looked the same
                                                         Who would know you from me?