The Secret Violet Killer Comments

Intended or not, I see your analogy of a down trodden lot, struggling to survive. Oppression and suppression keep them down trodden. You being the social justice wishes whole thing differently. What a humane view point! wonderful, Susy.

Lovely poem on wild violets! Some plants grow out of crannies and also from cracks on the wall without being tended or cared for and they grow profusely and burst into blooms! I love seeing them... and can imagine your disappointment at seeing them mercilessly pulled out! But they are so rescilient, that they'll come back soon! A sweet poem on a simple weed flower!

Brilliant. I love violets, and have them growing wild in my own little plot. When I glanced at the poem title I thought it said, 'The secret violin killer'... I thought 'I must read this'..! As you say, they are tough little blighters and will grow anywhere it seems. Lucky for us.

i love them, the weed flowers. i share your tender feeling. enjoyed this poem.