I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er lakes and pines When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden dandelions Upon the lawns, beneath the trees Or anywhere they darn well please My entire yard they would convert From green to gold, and in despair I gave each one a little squirt Of sure-kill liquid "Weeds Beware" But those dumb plants paid little heed For they grew on and went to seed How oft upon my bed I lie I'm captured by their magic spell They flash upon my inward eye And goes that one all to hell How can my heart with rapture sing? When I know they'll be back next spring. --Robert Edwin Wells
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but I love their yellow heads as one of the first signs of spring! Maybe you just need to collect the greens as salad leaves!
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er lakes and pines
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden dandelions
Upon the lawns, beneath the trees
Or anywhere they darn well please
My entire yard they would convert
From green to gold, and in despair
I gave each one a little squirt
Of sure-kill liquid "Weeds Beware"
But those dumb plants paid little heed
For they grew on and went to seed
How oft upon my bed I lie
I'm captured by their magic spell
They flash upon my inward eye
And goes that one all to hell
How can my heart with rapture sing?
When I know they'll be back next spring.
--Robert Edwin Wells
Delightful! Pastel?
Nice drawing!
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