If All the Flowers Were the Same

As I walk through the garden filled with flowers
So many I can’t name
I drink in their beauty and I am grateful
The flowers are not all the same
‘Cause I love the roses and I love the daisies
Some love chrysanthemums
They’re all so different and all so lovely
How could I choose only one
If all the flowers were the same
Would all our colors look like grey
No more yellow no more blue
Azaleas and lilies wouldn’t bloom
Spring would be so plain
If all the flowers were the same
What if the violets woke one day and said
We have had enough
We won’t share our garden with other flowers
Unless they look just like us
If all the flowers were the same
Would all our colors look like grey
No more yellow no more blue
Azaleas and lilies wouldn’t bloom
Spring would be so plain
If all the flowers were the same
So I asked the bees and the birds
What kind of flower did they prefer
They laughed as they flew on by
«We love them all» I heard them cry
If all the flowers were the same
Would all our colors look like grey
No more yellow no more blue
Azaleas and lilies wouldn’t bloom
Spring would be so plain
If all the flowers were the same
If all the flowers were the same