"Flowers by a Garden Fence"
My ancestors trace back to the highway.
We are a proud race of flowers
Randomly painting the highway grasses.
People have named me "Loosestrife",
After my migrating habits and airy appearance.
Years ago I left my family and on wings
Moved to this spot.
I have deep strong roots, like my ancestors
And send seeds to other delicious garden spots.
But, personally, I'd rather stay right here
In my spot by the white fence.