Country Weed

A simple country weed
In a city scene —
Out of time,
Out of place,
Trying to find its way
From the crowded streets
Into the light.

Special enough to notice,
Were there
Attention to spare.
Charmingly persistent.
Still blissfully ignorant
That the world does not care.

Keep shining, innocent one,
Do not let them cut you down —
Your dream is out there.

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