Hosta, Hosta, Where Aren't Thou Hosta?

Hosta, Hosta, Where Aren't Thou Hosta?

You are in my garden bed so beautiful and bright,

Shaded by a huge oak tree,

Making conditions just right.

You rest soundly on my deck in a container you see,

We vibe on the regular with morning coffee or tea.

You even push through rock,

A sight I've rarely seen,

If not for your exquisiteness, I would brand you quite mean.

Determined is a more appropriate declaration,

You're easy-going in a wide range of size, texture and variegation.

Even in my untamed backyard where no man will go,

You find strength and willpower,

With little sunlight you'll grow.

A little water and some soil is all that you need,

Wait...did I just spend $7.99 to cultivate a weed??!

Smile :)