I looked into the ground
Pieces of stones, they roll and bounce
Dried leaves, nutrients for the land
Oh! A plant!
No, it's a weed!
Nope, it's a grass, perhaps tiny and feeling sad
It's leaves, they seem to reach out
Bright and flourishing, they deserve to live
A beauty in the commonness
That's what this plant suggests
Too bad they didn't appreciate
Weeds, grasses, flowers or trees, they sustain this planet, I know
xoxo,
JUNEBRIDE
