In the shadows of the grand and the bright,
Weeds whisper tales of silent might.
Through cracks and crevices, they find their way,
In gardens where blossoms proudly sway.

Unnoticed, yet steadfast in their quest,
They reach for the sun with determined zest.
Amidst the roses, they humbly stand,
Rooted deeply in the earth’s warm sand.

Though often deemed as mere intruders,
They teach us strength, silent and sure.
In their humble grace, they quietly grow,
Resilient hearts that the world doesn’t know.

So let us learn from their gentle fight,
To stand with courage, day and night.
For in each weed, a story’s told,
Of perseverance, both brave and bold.