Flowers rise, flowers fall,
Seasons shift and change for us all.
Sunlight dances, shadows spread,
Some days sparkle, some feel heavy instead.

You might feel joy, you might feel mad,
You might feel calm, or a little bit sad.
But through every turn, every moment you’ve had,
Your worth stays steady. You’re never bad.

Life hums softly, life roars loud,
Sometimes you stand tall, sometimes you’re bowed.
But every feeling—bright or drab—
Is part of being human, never something “bad.”

So let your petals open wide,
Let storms pass through, let colors collide.
Whatever you feel, whatever your path has had,
You’re growing, you’re learning, and you’re never bad.