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 –Continue reading “Common Violet”