Some call it a weed
And some call it a flower
But no matter what they call
It's a beautiful creation of god
Field full of swaying dandelions
Bring a smile on everyone's face
Many flowers each dandelion beholds
Each waiting to spread its wing and fly
And when it dares to spill its seed
They all glide like a tiny umbrella
To a far away land
Where they can grow and spread some smile..
spread smiles indeed...i love watching those little umbrellas on the breeze,
ReplyDeletethey are a flower in my book...smiles.
Same here Brian....:) Thank you for reading.
DeleteNice! To me it does not matter if one calls something beautiful a weed or a flower.... a flower is beautiful whatever its label! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteIndeed Mary, all flowers are beautiful... :) Thank you for visiting.
DeleteTo me they are flowers! I like the fact that the flower and the umbrella are so different.
ReplyDeleteThank you Gabriella for your lovely comment... :)
DeleteI've always considered the dandelion to be a flower. A sweet little write here!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary for reading and your kind words... smiles.
DeleteWe have lot to learn from nature:) .to spread happiness and peace wherever we go.
ReplyDeleteSo true Vandana, only if we are willing to learn. Thank you... :)
DeleteI like that last line - you can't help but watch those seeds gliding away and smile.
ReplyDeleteIndeed it is a very pleasant feeling Robyn. :)
DeleteYes, they do. I love the magical feel to this.
ReplyDeleteThank you Laurie for reading ... smiles.
DeleteThey DO spread smiles! Some may curse them, but a whole happy field of them forces us to marvel!
ReplyDeleteOf course they do Susan, they always make me smile.
DeleteIt's a beautiful creation of god - Love this and the magic it brings. Beautiful poem that really works
ReplyDeleteThank you Alan for reading and your lovely comment. It is always nice to hear from you....smiles.
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