The Way Of The Weed
I thrive
Without nurture
So get labeled
A weed
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I am neither
Of the path
Or the road
But often
Connect both
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I offer
Beauty
For eyes
That see
Beyond the
Name Weed
Posted by Jyoti on Jun 24, 2016
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On Jan 25, 2017 franklin wrote:
I had a dandelion once which I left in the garden which grew into a plant with many flowers and became one with the garden, but was free to leave anytime it wanted because it could...I awoke this morning from a dream where I met an old old friend on a sunrise dawn near snow-capped mountains...we were happy to see each other and danced together round and round as a piece of music played called The Way of the Weed...so I searched the web for it and found instead this lovely poem...thank you for it for it reminds me of my old friend the dandelion too...!
On Jun 26, 2016 Sujatha Babu wrote:
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