It's Just a Dandelion, poem by Eileen C. at Spillwords.com

It’s Just a Dandelion

It’s Just a Dandelion

written by: Eileen Clark

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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 while
Seeing more than 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

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