We are the wayside flowers
We grow and bloom anywhere
In the fields, woods and on hillsides.
We flourish without any care,
If only the earth will feed us
If only the wind will be kind
If Nature provides rain and sunshine
We will not be hard to find.
We have no cares and no worries
We don't ever fret of fuss
We turn trusting faces to Heaven
And let God take care of us.

by Anne F. Doyle

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