God knows we are like a little wildflower.\par That flower grows quickly.\par Then the hot wind blows\par and the flower dies.\par Soon, you can’t even tell\par where the flower was growing.\par
A voice said,\par “Speak!”\par So the man said,\par “What should I say?”\par The voice said,\par “People \{don't live forever;\par they\} are all like grass.\par Their goodness is like a wildflower.\par