Weeds
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Weeds
Why do I do so well at growing things,
I don't want to grow,
and do so badly and the other plants,
I work hard to keep alive?
The value of weeds is a question
I have pondered at length.
At first we went to war.
I pulled and pulled the intruders out.
They came back,
their numbers increased
by dispersion, into the soil.
I thought to use chemicals next,
and then looked about at the birds in the trees,
the bees in the flowers,
and the cat next door on the sunny porch.
I also suddenly remembered the dumb bunny...
that comes in the morning,
and eats his fill.
I moved on.
Under further investigation,
I discovered many of the green aliens
offered a bounty of teas,
healing properties,
and editable delights.
I had not considered their usefulness.
Learning new knowledge,
and expanding my world,
made a difficult problem
solvable,
and even provided
an answer to as yet unknown
questions, until now.
Weeds
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2022
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