let them call you weed

plant in the wrong place

unwanted and wild

undesired and ruderal

but you will show them

during daylight hours of the sun

the colors of your bloom


they will eat your leaves

and drink your wine

dining on your essence

in celebration of your life


and when your time comes to a close

you will be the one

they whisper all their deepest yearnings

in the blow of your seedlings

you will be barer of wishes come true

and ensure that they will see you again

following next spring rain



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