Stewart Watkins Poet Dramatic Monologue

Ain't Lyin'

It grows and grows....
On private lawns and in the wild, it shows 
It smiles at the sun before the day begins 
And it winks when it catches a cool wind
Through the storm and rain, it grows 
Its place and purpose on Earth, God knows 
It drinks from Mother Nature's nourishing cup
It stays and stands strong in the sun as it gazes up

-- AIN'T LYIN' --

Often stepped on, pulled, and sprayed, but never dismayed, like a lion it comes roaring back 
Back like it never left, just like that
In early spring, bees and butterflies compete to be in the same space
Just a buzzing and fluttering with energy apace
But man, oh man, he comes to cut, pull, and spray without delay 
In his feigned egoistic genius, he doesn't realize it was meant to stay

-- AIN'T LYIN' --

Plentiful food and medicine for man to consume 
But he sweeps it away like a hand with a broom....
From its deep roots to its green leafy tips
It heals, nourishes, and strengthens; only truth comes from these lips


Long live the dandelion,

I Ain't Lyin'

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