• harveyvickie

The Gardeners Execution

The gardener stands with hand on hoe

deciding which must stay or go,

Which one's a weed, which one's a flower

his knowing knowledge is all power.


Down the garden path he ambles

hacking at invasive brambles,

Through rose bush it will interlace

vying for that precious space.


Above the dominating Daisy

bind weed that will drive him crazy.

The cats ear spreading over grass

while ribwort plantain spreading en-masse


There's one thing the old man concedes,

he'll clear his garden of all weeds.

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