“Oh, what an unlovely thing.”
The lady said to her daughter,
as she was looking at all the cloverleaf
taking over the foxglove in her garden.

“Hello vermin” she said as she made a face of disgust,
she was merely inches away from
the massive green four leafed plant tangling it’s way
around the purples and pinks.

The lady refused to touch the cloverleaf
with her ungloved hands
to try and remove them from her garden.
Her daughter had another idea to fix this intrusion.

“Mama, I have an idea,”
the little girl said quietly,
tugging on the hem of her mother’s
deep purple dress.

The lady looked down to her young daughter.
Continuing, the little girl simply said,
“My beloved pet, Milo.”
Referring to the little deer inside the house.

A couple of moments later,
out came the little girl with her
little baby deer, Milo,
to solve the cloverleaf problem.

She set the doe loose in the garden,
immediately Milo verified the daughter’s idea.
Days passed and the cloverleaf began to disappear
and the pinks and purples were all that remained.