Living
The Weed
From Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels (1913)
Living
A weed is but an unloved flower!
Go dig, and prune, and guide, and wait,
Until it learns its high estate,
And glorifies some bower.
A weed is but an unloved flower!
All sin is virtue unevolved,
Release the angel from the clod--
Go love thy brother up to God.
Behold each problem solved.
All sin is virtue unevolved.
Cite this poem
MLA
Wilcox, Ella Wheeler. “The Weed.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wilcox/313/.
Chicago
Wilcox, Ella Wheeler. “The Weed.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wilcox/313/.
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