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It’s Just A Dandelion

The dandelion to a gardener, no word could be worse                                                     From a man's lips it's often combined with a curse                                                                Your neighbor smirks as he looks over your fence                                                           Lotta good it did what with all the money you spent

They pop up by the thousands in the middle of the night Right after you mowed all day, it just doesn't seem right Growing along busy highways standing fearless and tall Breaking through cement sidewalks, tar roads and brick walls

And yet if you should pick one and study it for a awhile Seeing more then just a dandelion will bring about a smile I'll tell you for certain what will take your breath away Is when your child hands you a big dandelion bouquet

Author Eileen Clark

Last posted was July 2022

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