Mother's Day and Dandelions

 

Mother's Day and Dandelions

 

Oh, field of yellow turned to white,
Dear favored weed; a child’s delight,
A yellow bunched bouquet in hand,
Child's love for Mom: her smile so grand.

 

And, he the kindergarten kind,
For Mother’s Day what can he find?
“Oh, here! Oh, here! She will love this!”
The flowers. The hugs. The smile. The kiss

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Now, after Mother’s Day they go,
Out to the field to blow and blow,
Each whitened, puffered, flowered head,
Oh, my the seeds of love they’ve spread!

 

 

Peter Lowell Paulson
May 8, 2013