I fucking hate dandelions
not only are they this terrible smelling
over invasive weed you cant get rid of
but every time I see the sight of their yellow golden trouble
it only bring his face to mind
I try and forget but their they are mocking me
I hate dandelions
their the works of evil
taking over the garden as he took over my life
staring you in the face knowing they have power
they grow stronger by the summery spring days
just like my love once grew for him
those damn dandelions
but they die off towards the winter
and for once we catch our breath of relief
the yellow powerful passionless flower is gone
and his memory is still lingering
the aroma so thick when in blossom
but the air will be still of silence
as soon as dead
and all things good and bad DIE!
faith toney
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