Dandelions

I looked out into the yard - guess what I did see
Hoards of sunny yellow blossoms - looking back at me

Then dark rain clouds came to call - with cold wind bending trees
All the blossoms hid their faces - oh where could they all be

I know I didn't pick them - mow them I did not
I think this chilly rainy day - has made them all distraught

They hide their little faces - closed petals ducking down
In the cold and wind and rain - they lay close to the ground

Tomorrow when the weather breaks - with the sun all warm and bright
They will come out of their hiding place - to dance within the light.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Coreggia Avatar
May 5, 2017 at 11:03 AM
Lenna, I loved how you took us into a virtual dance of the dandelions where we saw them gaily parading or ducking from the cold. It's beautifully done. A 7:) Amitiés
Walker Avatar
May 1, 2017 at 11:44 AM
THANK YOU CHRIS !! I had fun with this one, it helped lift my mood due to the weather. And today....... those dandelions are back :) I appreciate your support as always !
Green Avatar
May 1, 2017 at 7:20 AM
Beautiful Lenna. That dance of the dandelions. Most se these as a weed but I see them as another beautiful aspect on nature. Your poem is wonderfully spring like, even with the harsh weather and yes, when it changes, they will re-appear
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