It doesn't belong there
but it's managed to
loop its way thru to
wave its leafy arm
at me in the wind
to say Hi.
Curling around like
thread woven in fabric.
Pull it out from the top
but so much of it still remains
so that weeks later it will wave
Hi again to me -
mocking.
To defeat it you have
to pull it out by the root.
But even then part of it
might still take hold in the dirt to
again rise and wave to
speak triumphantly -
Hi.
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