Dear Mr. Weed, In My Garden Poem by Chuy Amante
Dear Mr. Weed, In My Garden
There you are tenacious one.
I have beaten you to death many times,
or so I thought. Perhaps, I've only
severely wounded you.
I appreciate your tenacity, it astounds me.
I bow slowly but will come up
with sword in hand and I will
free your soul from your little green body.
thank you
goodbye
you are free!
Monday, May 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: gardening,life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
why hate and fight?
luv and release!
both be free!
luv and release!
both be free!
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