Dandelions

(adapted from a poem of same title. couldn't find the original anymore, which is a more upbeating kind of style. you can tell: the 3rd stanza was mostly lifted from it. i preferred a playful and slightly different perspective. finally, replaced the 3rd stanza, Dandelions. :-)

Mommy tends to her orchids,
I look after these dandelions.

Called nothing but weeds -
I wonder why,
Year after year,
They are so beautiful to me.

Grow in rocky soil
Without water or light.
Between pavement cracks
Dandelions they thrive.

I love all flowers anyway,
But this one only
I can blow away -

Sending their kids through the world,
Oh, little dandelions!