by Don Abbot aka The Snarky Gardener
Garlic Mustard is the way she’s known by some
Though others name her an invasive breed
Immigrants concealed in their coats her seed
America bound via boats they’ve come.
I fell in love with their uncommon weed.
During spring I gather, harvest, and bleed,
Loading bags until my hands are numb.
And people dub her an invasive breed!
In times when skies are dry and there’s great need
Gardeners grow her without a green thumb
I fell in love with this uncommon weed
Abundance and charity are my creed
This strong herb fills many stomachs with yum,
Though experts term her an invasive breed
Prepare pesto with her bounty, I plead!
For us, many a meal she will become
I fell in love with my uncommon weed
Because they call her an invasive breed.