Weeds

I love weeds

The garden rebels

Unfettered, untethered

Wildly winding wending pathways

Through formations of flowers

Standing as unimaginatively as soldiers on parade

Weeds are rule-breakers

Asserting their independence

Going where they choose to go

Growing where they want to grow

So don't pull them up

But instead, appreciate and admire them

For their originality

Their beauty

And their freedom

Weeds are like my kind of people

I love weeds