Living in Retrospect
Part I

I AM -- a weed.
Forcing yellow head from infertile field,
hearty in health, I heave myself
forward from barren ground.
Overkilled and underappreciated.
Your trampling only toughens me.
Gloria Gaynor's flower child -
I will survive.

Part II

I AM -- a flower.
I stand tall
but when the wind blows, I
cower in fear - sunshine top touching
ground zero. Life bends my back. My golden hair
turns white with age.
And when my time comes,
despite all your scorn, I scatter -
scatter wishes

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