Again, the tall weeds
Have grown pale green in my garden
Changed yet unchanged they remain

But I have hurt you
Who looks at me with pale green eyes
Those tears contained of which are mine

Time goes by with evenings glow
Tall weeds grow, pale green and slow
Pain fertilized among them

I hear your silent words
Running among the ****’s unseen
Still your hurt I retain

Sleepless this morning
Green weeds have comfort none,
Hurt, you grow cold colored flowers,

Weeping pale green among them.