Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.
A Weed is a flower in the wrong place
by Ian Emberson
A weed is a flower in the wrong place,
a flower is a weed in the right place,
if you were a weed in the right place
you would be a flower;
but seeing as you’re a weed in the wrong place
you’re only a weed –
its high time someone pulled you out.