A Love Song for Bobby Long2004

Cecil:
Your mama thought you were golden so we named you after yellow flowers and corn. This is you here...

[cuts some purslane from garden]

Cecil:
...pretty, golden purslane.

Pursy Will:
Purslane's really a weed, you know. A neighbor told me when I was 9 and I ran over his tomato plants. He said all gardeners hate purslane.

Cecil:
Yeah, and dandelions. Doesn't stop kids from making wishes on 'em.