A mixed bunch

A mixed bunch of flowers, bought by my son for his mother, so as human beings why can't we do the same,
There are different types and colours together, the same as we are all different races, creeds, and colours but beneath it all we are the same, if we bleed it's red blood, we get hurt we cry, let's try and live like the song says "Ebony and Ivory" live together in perfect harmony.
Keep well and stay safe