Thursday, May 3, 2012

5.3.2012

Amabel

O Dandelion
“O Dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all day?”
“I just wait here in the tall green grass
Till the children come to play.”
“O Dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all night?”
“I wait and wait till the cool dews fall
And my hair turns long and white.”
“And what do you do when your hair is white
And the children come to play?”
“They take me up in their dimpled hands
And blow my hair away!”
Author Unknown

On the Hunt

One of my favorite poems at this time of year.  Yellow as gold: the spring sunshine, their hair in the light, and the flowers in their hands.

Sisters

Dandelion

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