I hold in my hand a flower that blooms in the spring
She holds in her hand the grass which grows from the ground
He holds the water that comes from the deep blue sea,
Gran holds a leaf that comes from a tree,
Ma holds the ladybug which crawls around the ground,
Dad holds the egg which is laid by a bird,
Grandpa holds the rock that was found on the stump,
My aunt holds a shell of an oyster,
I hold a sand dollar from the deep blue sea,
We all hold hands toward the great beautiful future.