I am very sorry for what I am about to post. The thing is my garden is in a real mess after winter and I haven't been able to cut the grass. Today I looked out across a sea of yellow and was inspired to write the following verse. Please forgive me!

“Dandelions” (2007)

I wandered lonely up my drive
That leads to fence of irons
When there at once I saw them thrive
A load of golden dandelions
Beside the drive, beneath the sky
Those acursed flowers made me cry

Unlike the glorious daffodil
The poet loved and knew
They defiantly stood proud and still
And knew what I had to do
A million weeds smirked you see
Mocking faces laughed at me

The pretty daisies grew but they
Did not my patience try
I remembered how I used to play
The daisy chains I used to tie
I stood – and stood – and then I thought
Those dandelions should go – they ought

I sat upon my new lawnmower
And pondered was I right
To use this machine with huge horsepower
And trample everything in sight
And for a moment I almost stopped
But the very next minute the grass was cropped

©Marian Barker