Dr. Abe V. Rotor
When wild flowers are in bloom,
We cannot say they are wild;
For the beauty fills the room,
That makes our character mild.
Trees speak of unity and might;
They touch the sky together;
A lone tree in majestic height,
Soon disappears forever.
Don’t be afraid, bloom, oh flowers,
The walk shall not be the same again;
When the rainbow brings showers,
Your beauty shall not die in vain.~