Young dandelion,
just a weed, you grow
where you weren't wanted.
Daffodil-yellow,
you face the sky
so full of potential.
As your bright color fades,
and you appear as
insubstantial wisps,
that's when you'll take flight.
just a weed, you grow
where you weren't wanted.
Daffodil-yellow,
you face the sky
so full of potential.
As your bright color fades,
and you appear as
insubstantial wisps,
that's when you'll take flight.
Original piece by Amber Counts, 2016
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