Happy Day One of Escapril!
Dandylion
When you poke a little yellow head up after a long nap.
You are typically greeted with a beheading, or
blasted by poison.
Idiots who think your presence “devalues” their “McMansions”.
When everyone in their right mind feels their heart soar weightless
as they pass by fields of you. A ridge of texture in an otherwise flat world. A tasty treat in a lawn vast yet barren.
A pop of color in a mostly grey world. And, like me, you cling to life.
Even in the most hostile of places.
You and I are the same in a lot of ways.
Resistance can some from simply existing. Taking up space when people think you ought to take up none.
May we both be able to expand.
And breathe deep.
And may your roots grow long in the soil.
Even if they rip your head off.
You’re still there, aren’t you?
We’re both hard to get rid of, aren’t we? *Bonus ramble after the Read More
