Common Violet

How can you be called a weed?
Beautiful and fragrant are you;
A wildflower to be true.
I have waited all season to touch your soft petals;
Caress your lovely stem;
I flutter around your leaves;
Admire their prominent veins;
Finally, I alight on a violet petal;
And drink from your nectary.

Written in response to dVerse poetry prompt hosted by SarahSouthwest – “Weeds Rule OK?”