Unwanted?

Dandelion

Unwanted?

Sprouting from the brickwork

None-the less you grow

Waiting for that west wind

To blow

.

Your seeds fluffed by raindrops

Watch the water flow

Now you’re simply waiting

To sow

.

Looking more like feathers

White as driven snow

Still you go on waiting

To go

.

 

This lone dandelion caught my eye as I passed it on the steps. It was so white, not the gold I’m used to seeing in bright sunlight, and the rain had clumped the seeds together, making the ends look like wet feathers.

It didn’t matter to me that I did not plant it, nor that it is considered a weed. I admired its tenacity, flourishing there in the bricks.

I thought it beautiful.

 

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