( / Colorado, USA)

Will I Get The Prize?

I have killed a lot of weeds in my life,
Pulled them, hoed them, and cut with a knife.
I have shoveled thistles in the meadow,
burned their seeds before they blow.

I have poisoned thistles and dandelions in the lawn,
Dug them up in the evening and at the crack of dawn.
I have pulled bindweed in the heat of the day,
Making piles big enough to put on the dray.

In Heaven will I get the prize for the most?
Or will God say you killed them and you are toast?
Dandelions flower even when you are sick.
Sometime I'll find out what makes God tick.

by Spock the Vegan

Comments (5)

Dandelions flower even when you are sick. Sometime I'll find out what makes God tick.....so touching and true. Beautiful poem is shared amazingly with nice graphic. Thanks for sharing dear sir.10
I'm so sorry to see how the dandelions in the picture have really taken over your front lawn. Also sorry that you have been sick. Hope you are better now!
Enough to put in the dray! ! Thanks for sharing.
I am just starting to see the dandelions bloom. Actually kind of beautiful in the accompanying photo here, but I religiously hand pull thousands every spring. I am Kelly, destroyer of worlds.: -)
Lovely poem! Thanks for sharing!