Monday, April 23, 2007

Back Yard Beauty

Bright gold as the sun at the dawn
A dandelion's glory's soon gone
Parasols in the breeze
Cover miles with great ease
Drifting down to take root in your lawn.
Don't know why they call dandelions weeds
When they're just what a little kid needs
To hold under a chin
And bring a big grin
Or to huff and puff parachute seeds.

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