With some jealousy the celandine
Regards the daffodil
That is picked with love and proudly sits
Upon my window sill.
The poor celandines upon my lawn
Are pounced upon with hate,
Yet I love the ones that live and thrive
Outside my garden gate.
With its golden head towards the sun
The dandelion’s maligned.
Yet these “weeds” that gardeners vilify
Have much to give mankind
For within this flower, we now have found,
Are things good for our health
But we still condemn and root them out
With unrepentant stealth.
These bright trespassers upon my lawn
Soon make their presence felt
And then surely that’s the reason why
My punishment is dealt.
There is neither flower that will accept
That humans are in charge,
But they quickly get the message when
Weed killer I discharge.
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* This popular poem was one of almost 400 chosen by teachers and children for publication in 2010. I hope you like it too. Josie