Nature put you in a culture to share
Yet, an outcast, man wouldn't care
Fate‘s marked, wherever you are
Meagerly exist in Mother Nature's care
Pulled out, trampled 'n ousted
Yet, you rise sneakily, on ground
From the seed, afar, winds brought
Soaking in dew, before day broke
Pushed up cotyledons seeing world
Put out few leaves on feeble trunk
Quenched thirst from feet, dew wetted
Hopes on next rain, was never a bet
In haste, roots roamed earth
From celestial, leaves caught photons
Brought into being, best possible blossom
Well above the rest, in the environment
Contained all facets, seemed faultless
Used opportunity within what is given
Executed bounden duty, near perfection
Weed per se, a role model, par exceptional!
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Some weeds are very beautiful. Thanks.