Sunday, April 27, 2008

Dandelions

With a windblown face and a runny nose
she clutches my surprise in a cold, pink fist.

I picked these for you and Daddy, she says,
her eyes solemn with the importance of her gift.

A golden bundle, so cheerful and sunny;
making both giver and taker smile.

On whose authority was it deemed 'poor taste'
for lawns to be peppered with dandelions?

I'll bet that person was never given a bundle
from a runny nosed child on a cold spring day.

9 comments:

Mom In Scrubs said...

She's so darn adorable! Love her big girl haircut, when did that happen? Beautiful poem too; and so true.

Monnik said...

She got the haircut a few days ago. I love it, but it makes her look so old!!!

Steph said...

This is so lovely! And I agree about dandelions. They are so cheery I don't like to think of them as weeds.

Barb said...

Beautiful picture and poem. Thanks!

Debbielou said...

Beautiful little girl and beautiful poem !!

I have loads of dandelions on my grass - they come up every year - they're lovely and bright and actually break up the boring green grass with daisies too !

Jane said...

You're going to owe my boyfriend an apology for making me nag him all night long tonight about having babies.

Swishy said...

Ohhhh! So cute!!!

And ha ha to Jane ... ha.

Mama P said...

Okay, that was awesome also. I love the hair. My Pip has one like that but with bangs (her forehead resembles the Great Wall of China)... I mean that with love.

Jenster said...

This makes me smile. The picture, the poem, the whole thing.