THE WEED

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A weed is but an unloved flower!

Go dig, and prune, and guide, and wait,

Until it learns its high estate,

And glorifies some bower.

A weed is but an unloved flower!

All sin is virtue unevolved,

Release the angel from the clod -

Go love thy brother up to God.

Behold each problem solved.

All sin is virtue unevolved.