In the quiet corners where shadows play,Amidst the cracks where sunlight fades,There lies the untamed spirit of weeds,Whispering tales of resilience and dreams.They rise unbidden, fierce and bold,In forgotten spaces where stories unfold,Defying the odds, they stand tall and free,Nature’s own testament to tenacity.With roots that cling to the earth’s embrace,They weave through the chaos, finding their place,In every leaf, a song of survival sings,In every stem, a promise of spring.Oh, humble weeds, in your wild array,You teach us of strength in the face of decay,In your quiet defiance, we find our creed,To grow and thrive, as the resilient weed.