I saw this dandelion in my yard today amongst the fallen leaves
It’s yellow petals shining bright it seemed the weed I was supposed to see
Everything around this weed was already dead and it’s contrast was dark and stark
But today I saw this yellow weed and it spoke words to my heart
Ive been plucked, stomped and overlooked…seemingly always being discarded
being treated like I’m that dandelion, a weed, just nothing but a problem
But today I noticed you alone all vibrant and shining bright
You were amongst the deadness of natures hand but hey, you were still thriving
I know exactly as you’ve lived struggling for your place amongst the flowers
Little weed I love you so because despite everything you were still surviving