Under Any Adverse Conditions Poem by James McLain

under any adverse conditions
However too each to each her humble large prize,
as for an iris pod, and maturing shape of the watermelon.
Which starts showing, 'growth pulls the young eye;
The fruit stores the oath, 'whereof, wherein comes whereupon
I, it was, of whom it was strangely, 'his et. al, 'end game
became in her by weeping the most the strongest tears.
Let' It by any windy means, spreading necessaries
as that pod continues in order to give forth seeding pairs:
Truly, by some mischance, scatters those of the grass,
or crosses the patch of the weed and makes it disperse
or somewhere, 'some place, 'I' ll rest more safe, gladly
and more of it, 'less does it not find those are thus with you?
Look up and your other smiles, 'under any adverse conditions.