The Beautiful Weed

Nothing more than a simple weed
As far as the flowers go
A bashful beauty from a windblown seed
Who catches the early show

Its beauty shines before the sun comes up
Admired by the moon
It paints the earth with beautiful colors
But leaving way too soon

It lives its life while tethered together
Like a chaingang on a vine
But one by one it starts to bloom
Before the sun can shine

For a flower that's not a flower at all
But enchanting to me indeed
There's nothing like the morning glory
The world's most beautiful weed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Taylor Avatar
November 21, 2011 at 4:40 PM
Beautiful write, my friend. Exquisite description of a lovely weed. You and yours have a great Thanksgiving, Larry. My family and I are on our way for a Caribbean Cruise. We'll be gone til Dec 12 so you won't receive any of my "fantastic" (ha ha) comments til after then! Best to you and yours. Ralph
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November 21, 2011 at 9:35 AM
a lovely poem about a "beautiful weed" indeed. is the morning glory really a weed? i guess you really do learn something every day. i enjoyed your poem very much!
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