flew with the wind as it took me by
fell down in the middle of reed field
no cover no shield
until rain fell
helped me grow day by day
my root my leaves my bud
so it bloomed
and for a while I looked beautiful
but everything has it time
like the time to finally be left
for I have been drooped
for I have lost the beauty
when it is no longer in bloom
dandelion is now in gloom....
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ahhh sad.
A dandelion can be so beautiful!!
TJ
http://tjexpressionsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-came-from.html
Clever poem... and makes me think of all the seeds that will form and be blown from that dying dandelion too...
great poem, makes me think of how women are veiwd as well as dandelions..
dandelions can look rather sad!
I love the second stanza!
The ending is so negative with that "gloom" word. But, dandelions are stong and survivors. There is nothing wrong with being a dandelion!
Dandelions are such a hardy bunch...love the way it flies with the wind, drops and makes a home. Nice work...
Ethereal and ephemeral ... yet they endure.
i know about dandelion when i read doraemon hehehe it can gloom everywhere, how beautiful
hehe bad in english ups sorry La;)
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