Some Flowers and a Poem

The first is some type of bad weed.
Second, I love that it shows the different stages of the flower.
Third, Day Lily that blooms for literally one day. I have to be diligent.
 Here is an unrelated poem that my Dad reminded me about.

Lips and Ears

If you your lips would keep from slips,
    Five things observe with care:
Of whom you speak, to whom you speak,
    And how and when and where.

If you your ears would save from jeers,
    These things keep meekly hid:
Myself and I, and mine and my,
    And how I do and did.

 W.E. Norris