Thursday, January 31, 2008

Dandelion Poem - Wildflowers in Winter


Dandelion

From "Poems for Memorization"
Rod and Staff Publishers

"Oh dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all day?"
"I just wait here in the tall green grass
Till the children come out to play."

"O dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all night?"
"I wait and wait til the cold dews fall
And my hair grows long and white."


"And what do you do when your hair is white
And the children come out to play?"
"They take me up in their dimpled hands
And blow my hair away."

2 bouquets of wildflowers (Comment here):

La Tea Dah said...

A poem my grandmother and mother would share with my sister and me when we were children. Lovely memories.

Nancy J. Bond said...

I think the poem is sweet...and I don't dislike dandelions, unlike a lot of other folks. I think they make a showy spectacle in the acres of apple orchards here in Nova Scotia -- I'm sure jodi can attest to that! :)