Poetic Thursday again with Pam and her boys at Two Spoiled Cats. This was a fun photo to inspire a poem:
Here’s my poem:
The Weed
Some days I work in the garden for hours,
watering, weeding and tending flowers.
Deer eat the blooms, raccoons dig up plants;
family and friends are tired of my rants.
The critters sometimes feel the need
to eat my plants while ignoring the weeds!
But the work and heartbreak are all worthwhile
when an unexpected bloom brings me a smile.
Just like this little flower so sweet,
finding its way through the hard concrete.
It needs no human help to survive,
but flourishes with what God provides.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
Great little poem – – – persistence DOES pay off doesn’t it. If that little plant can make it in asphalt – well – WE can do ANYTHING!
Hugs, Pam
Neat picture and neat poem. Thanks
Love this!! ♥
Perfect!! Especially when you think of the cuttings you put under sink in jar with 💧, and they are growing!! The same words I used last night to you!!
Your poem is terrific. I can totally relate to the animals eating my flowers and leaving the weeds alone. It is hard to flourish as humans these days, but if we look to God, hopefully we can weather this current crisis. XOCK, angel Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy and Sawyer
So good … proud verses for a proud picture !
That tiny flower is blooming and growing like your poetry.
Did I smile because of the beauty of the flower or because it defeated the concrete and bloomed anyway? Loved your poem. It expressed the struggle and reward so well.
That is an awesome poem.
Honestly, my friend, I am so impressed with your ability to write lovely poetry for every one of these challenges. You are talented!! And I enjoy your poems and look forward to seeing what you come up with next. 🙂