Dandelions

DANDELIONS

DANDELIONS ARE A NAUGHTY BREED
THEY DON'T QUITE KNOW THEIR PLACE
THEY GROW IN EVERYBODY'S YARD
A NATIONAL DISGRACE
BUT I LIKE THEM
I LIKE THEY WAY THEY CLAIM A FIELD
RUNNING RIOT IN THE SUN
LIKE SOME MOD PAINTER GOING WILD
SWIRLS AND DASHES DOTS AND SPLASHES
FRAGMENTS OF THE SUN
SPRINKLED IN THE GRASS
YELLOW SEQUINS IN HER HAIR
WHERE WOULD CHILDREN BE WITHOUT THEM
FOR TULIPS ARE A NONO
AND SO ARE NEIGHBORS ROSES
BUT DANDELIONS ARE FREE
FREE TO PICK FOR MOTHER'S SMILE
WHO CAN PRICE THAT MOMNENT
WHO CAN GIVE IT WORTH
WHEN A CHILD TINY FIST TIGHTLY CLENCHED
THE DANDELIONS DROPPINGIN A CIRCLE
SAYS, "FOR YOU I PICKED THEM
I PICKED THEM FOR YOU"
HOW MANY YOUNG ONES
WALKING THE FIELDS
HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE
PICKING THE FLOWERS
HOW MANY OLD ONES
OUT FOR A STROLL
HAVE REKINLED FLAME
DOING THE SAME
HOW MANY GRANDPARENTS
GRANDCHILD IN TOW
HAVE MADE THE AIR MAGIC
WITH DANDELION SEEDS
HAVE TAUGHT THEIR GRANDCHILDREN
THE OLD-NEW SECRET
OF HOW TO KEEP DANDELIONS
AROUND TO MAKE PRETTY
THE FIELDS AND THE MEADOWS
WITH FRAGMENTS OF SUN
O GOD GIVE ME FRIENDS
WHO ARE DANDELION LOVERS
GOOD FRIENDS WHO ARE ROWDY
AND EASY TO LAUGH
AND PRETTY GIRLS WHO SAY THEY LOVE ME
ESPECIALLY THEM THAT LIKE TO WEAR
DANDELION FLOWERS
IN THEIR HAIR




FRANK A VOLLMER