Every single blade of grass,
and every flake of snow------
Is just a wee bit different..
There's no two alike, yow know.
From something small, like grains of sand,
To each gigantic star,
All were made with this in mind:
To be just what they are!
How foolish then to imitate----
How useless to pretend!
Since each of us comes from a mind
Whose ideas never end.
There'll only be just ONE of ME
To show what I can do---
And you should likewise feel very proud,
There's only ONE of YOU!
James T. Moore
