wayward weeds

Ebook edition of Tamara De Dominicis' second poetry collection, wayward weeds.
 
You took hold of me like a weed rooting in my heart. At first, I didn’t even notice you were there but as soon as the soft morning dawn of our friendship bathed you in its light, you flourished. Your strong roots held fast the crumbling yet fertile soil of my heart. Soon we were together the unexpected spring of a field of wildflowers, easing the eye with colour after a bleak winter of grey. A soft meadow of yellow and green, punctuated with purple stars. All of my favourite flowers are weeds.