Creeping Charlie
crept into my garden,
covered the painted rocks
and shells brought back
from the beach.
I would have left him alone
but Creeping Charlie
doesn’t play fair,
demands everything
and vainly insists
he’s too pretty to kill.
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great description
I know
he’s creeping around
my garden too
He creeps into everything! I understand he has lots of uses but not for me.
Love title enjambment—however it is spelled—also creeping Charlie as subject matter—almost an ode to that creep..,like this poem so much!