Taking in this moment,

not a soul, not a sound,

just these pretty pink flowers

lying on the ground.

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If pink were a person,

she’d be careless and free.

She’d rejoice in her trials

because they shape you and me.

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She’d wear joy and gratitude

like jewels around her neck.

She’d keep praising God

when her life is a wreck.

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If pink were a person,

she would want you to know

if you want to be free,

you have to let go.

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It’s ok to give up

and fall to the ground.

The Lord will catch her

if there’s no one around.

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If pink were a person,

she’d give all she’s got.

She’d give to those who despise her

whether deserving or not.

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She’d give her time, her prayers,

her love for many years.

She’d even give you her smile

when she’s holding back tears.

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If pink were a person,

in forgiveness, she’d find rest.

She wouldn’t seek to win;

she wouldn’t strive to be best.

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The best version of her

is all she would seek.

She wouldn’t be proud

but humble and meek.

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If pink were a person,

she wouldn’t compete.

With the Lord’s approval,

her heart would be complete.

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If pink were a person,

she would want you to know

the gift of giving up,

the gift of letting go.