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Weeding

Something that a garden's needing Often is a little weeding. Also, in my driveway's treads, Weeds do poke their little heads. Though my thumbs are far from green, I know weeds should not be seen; So I pull and yank and pluck When invaders run amok. Still, these plants keep on returning. Here's the lesson I am learning: Just like people, plants that lack Usefulness keep coming back. Wouldn't we all give a cheer If low-lifes all would disappear? Let weeds and bad guys stay alive But far from where the good guys thrive. Then beauty'd have a chance to grow. Yet wishing will not make it so; So I'll keep weeding if I choose, As human weeds invade the news.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/26/2011 9:27:00 AM
I can relate to this.....the weeds make an attempt to choke out my vegetables every year.
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Date: 7/24/2011 4:11:00 PM
Great topic Ilene and very good execution! In this world of absurdly positive stuff, we need reminders that happiness is work!
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