The little flower and her greed <br />She raises her head before the sun <br />Sun’s might she pays no heed! <br /> <br />The little flower and her greed <br />She stands up bold against the wind <br />From her home in the weed! <br /> <br />She has her home in the weed <br />But her color bright catches sight <br />Longing eyes she does feed! <br /> <br />She has her home in the weed <br />She sets minds in color afire <br />It’s her purpose it’s her need! <br /> <br />She does it for her need <br />Sending all her hearty greet <br />Never minding caste or creed! <br /> <br />She minds not caste or creed <br />Her glory is not demeaned <br />Though her birth is in the weed! <br /> <br />She is born a weed’s flower <br />Endless is her might <br />She holds sun in her power!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weed-flower/
