Dandelions, by papaya
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Dear cheerful Dandelions...
I love you for showing up at this moment of Spring..
I thank you for your accompany to the greeny grass..
I want you to know that your presence is most precious
Dear thoughtful Dandelions...
Have you ever noticed how you panint this time of the year
most special with tiny drops of yellow paints?
Have you ever wondered why you're so faithful and attached
to this greenish meadow?
Have you ever doubted whether anyone remembers to appreciate
your existence?
Dear beautiful Dandelions....
You portray the symbol of hopes and confindence...
You emborider the green and the spring...
You thrive in the heart of this poet and her imagination...
( This is birthday gift for my friend kb. Starting from this
birthday, may the Dandelions always bloom in your life
regardless of the seasons...)
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| Posted: 2009-04-29 03:37:48 UTC |
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| 2009-04-30 20:18:59 | papaya |
| Thank! =) |
| 2009-05-03 07:11:32 | papaya |
| What i really want to say is that there are small things people don't pay much attention to because they seem to be less important. dandelions is one of them. Little things but they do have their roles in this world. I am not sure if I communicate that enough in here! |
| 2009-05-05 18:46:21 | !!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!! |
| yes you did great. this reminds me of one particular morning of my life as a child. playing in the front lawn at my grandmas house. such vibrant yellows on the soft green canvass as i waited for them to turn to seed that i might be granted a wish and how i protected them so from my grandma that hated them like a cancer. oh how i loved them dandelions
=) |
| 2009-05-25 05:21:03 | papaya |
| It's funny that today I witnessed how much people hate Dandalions on their grass. ^ ^ Well, .. |