Never Lived Weeds Poem by Patti Masterman

Never Lived Weeds

Rating: 4.5


Never lived weeds,
Whose perfume-sparing flowers
Pardoned the mistakes of clay.

Always grew roots
Where drought-bearing blooms
Were hardened through waterless days.

Continued the sprouts;
The wanted, the willing,
Safe-haven a garden gave.

But sweetest, the quest
Of the beautiful growing-
Together, the pliant and brave.

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