weeds and grass

tangled mess you take over and smother
all the flowers I planted in the ground
you grow as fast as you can while I sleep
and in the morning there you are grinning
showing me your powerful ways of being
and how impossible you are to pull up
dare me to see your beauty now and whisper
oh let wild things grow and forget order

grass shouts at me look I hold rain drops
you might want neat cut well ordered lawn
but I am a dandelion and you can make mead
buttercups chamomile purple colored flowers
I did not plant you and yet there you are
for the life of I cannot figure it out now