I lift up my eyes to the hills, valleys, and mountains,
green grasses, meadows, and flowers
What beautiful sights they may be,
that refresh me and make me think of wonders
I peep on the fowls of the same feathers,
they flock and they fly altogether
With same colors and features,
helping each other and being one with another
Then I saw this creature,
lonely as ever; teased by his brothers
Ugly he may be,
and shunned by his sisters
This creature drifted away,
in a faraway land
Looking for a home,
that he can fit in and can stand
At last he found,
the place to be
Be accepted and at peace,
in a home to be
As I glance at him,
in this beautiful pond
Oh, what a sight I see,
That this---ugly duckling turns into a comely swan.
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