
Even the weeds
are lovely
if you stop and
take a knee
Look close to see
Understand
Not a nuisance
Not a bore
But a semblance
Of before
A tiny courier
of spring
A song of accolades
They sing
A crown befitting of
The King


Even the weeds
are lovely
if you stop and
take a knee
Look close to see
Understand
Not a nuisance
Not a bore
But a semblance
Of before
A tiny courier
of spring
A song of accolades
They sing
A crown befitting of
The King