Miss Kudzu.

Miss Kudzu.

You're such a beautiful lady.

With your large leaves,

And their delicate curves,

And the quiet flowers that bloom every year

Locked within your hair.

Miss Kudzu.

You're a wonderful lady.

You let your sisters all named Anthophila

Drink from those magenta flowers,

You bare with great pride.

You let us humans pluck your leaves with

Such a gentle touch.

You give us a kind little smile,

And say not a word.

Miss Kudzu.

You are a gorgeous lady.

That I cannot ever deny.

Yet you grasp your friends with

Such an iron-like hand.

You cover your mistakes with your

Foot-long foliage, being very flirty...

But you can't seem to stop

Getting your vines dirty!

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8whwdf/ghost/

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8wmbqz/farewell/

Dedicated to the hellish amounts of kudzu down here in the South.