Beauty, Joy and Worth

There is beauty in

Leafless clovers 

And threadbare sweaters

There is joy in 

Old vinyls

And untrodden miles

There is value in

Wingless flamingos

And the blackest rose

There is worth in

your biggest flaw

And your silliest quirk laid raw

There is love awaiting you

And so my dear,

Shed your fear

And embrace this wild

and wonderful world