Weeds
Wild flowers and food to me,
Everything bringing life and hope,
Enticing birds and butterflies to derelict places,
Dandelion clocks and daisy chains,
Spreading mother nature's love to the world.
By Christopher Tye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even weeds have their place in this world, just wish they weren't in my garden :) Annette