Many years I didn't notice you
growing chiefly in neglected city spots:
sidewalk cracks, patches of overgrown grass,
near derelict buildings. Common as dandelion,
equally overlooked. It took a slow, contemplative walk
for you to get my attention, fuzzy spot of cheer.
I fell in love, took you home, enjoyed you more than
the showiest bloom.
To find you each spring delights me,
your persistence, willingness to grow anywhere,
especially inhospitable places. You possess
strength and beauty of wildness.
I want to be like you.
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