A book may have a grimy cover,
Its pages stained and torn,
But don't judge it by its outward show,
For within its pages lies a store Of wisdom, knowledge, and of lore.
A man may be in rags and tatters,
His face unwashed and grim,
But don't judge him by his outward show,
For in his heart there may be more Of goodness, kindness, and of love Than in the hearts of those who seem More prosperous and more refined.
A flower may be small and lowly,
Its petals brown and dry,