I don't remember planting it and I don't know what it's name is.
Many times I wondered if it was a weed that I should pull out.
Every time I walked by it I would stop to look for flower buds.
I waited and waited all summer long.
It finally burst into a haze of purple on October 1.
Now every time I walk by it and stop and look, it makes me smile and lifts my spirits, just enough.
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