Dandelions

My first bunch of flowers from my youngest daughter at the age of 2

There was a time when dandelions would be

a menace in my lawn of vivid green;

their seed pods bubbling like a foamy sea

would spoil its glossy pristine velvet sheen.

With sprays of every kind I would wage war

but nothing that I did could stop their spread,

those sunny little faces I abhor

would greet me when I rose up from my bed.   

Then one warm sunny morn, her fingers tight

with kiss curls and a grin she offered me,

a tiny gold bouquet, my heart took flight

the wonder on her face a joy to see.

Upon my table top her smile did stay

my weeding war solved by a child at play.

 

 

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

thru the eyes of a child eh?

If only we could all hold on to that innocence

A lovely poem

[Chris]

...but they grow up so quickly and move away... sigh

a timeworn tale of heart.

[Sami Khalil]

"kiss curls and a grin she offered me,

a tiny gold bouquet, my heart took flight

the wonder on her face a joy to see.

Upon my table top her smile did stay "
A splendid read and write...:)

[Rockape]

Lovely baby, the picture is priceless haha. Keep 'em coming xxxxx

[Raspberry Rebel]

Thank you love, glad you enjoyed baby xxxxxxx