NaPoWriMo Day 18: No Real Use

No real use for these

He sighs

And plucks the flower

Now endangered

But because his land

Is full of them

He won’t believe

It’s true

A weed to him

Plant based vermin

Taking over

Invasive

He is unwilling to see

He is lucky

To have these rare

And valued blooms

Gentle white petals

Wilt and fade

As he muses there is no real

Use for these.