I Am a Dandelion
Why would I want to be a flower
when I can smell as sweet?
Why would I want to be an ephemeral spectacle
when I can be an eternal bloom with love within?
Why would I want to wilt and wither
and bite the dust?
But if I have to, I'll be a DANDELION!
Invincible, unconstrained, conspiring with
the wind to spread my domain
of golden-yellow flowery quilt
over the lawns and the meadows
as far as the eyes can see.
Slighted, ignored, untended,
I still flourish unabashed,
Teasing, mocking playfully--
An unrelenting pain in the butt!
Flower: Dandelion = Lion's tooth
"Picture yourself as a flower" contest by Andrea Dietrich
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2015
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