And there the withered weed does lie--
shunned by each heartless passerby--
whilst glancing t'ward rosebeds nearby.
Please tell me what you think
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so wistful
That last line is so full of wishing,
I don't know if I'll ever look at a plant the same again.
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thanks for the comment
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This is an amazing poem! I love the brevity of your lines and the easy rhythm that you have created - very poignant and although I would love to read more of this style (and perhaps on this particular weed) I think it feels beautifully complete in itself - like the sigh of acceptance
brilliant!
Keep writing
Polly
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thank you your comments are always appreciated, of course
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