Dandelions #MondayBlogs Hope comes dressed as a yellow flower meant to be a weed but delivering medicine Joy comes disguised as wishes upon the air innocent excitement from past summer days Hope comes dressed as dandelions dotting the landscape cheerful friends to the bees stubbornly returning - Caroline A. Slee
Dandelions
Dandelions
Dandelions We fight every cure inventing strange rules to remove ourselves from the wild we were and create logical formations the straight line borders within the box always marred by weeds and blooms we ruthlessly dig to kill what heals us pouring poison over nature's medicine - Caroline A. Slee
Dandelions…#MondayBlogs
It was always a game of flowers Buttercups held to our chins Nodding roses with their perfume as we dashed through gardens Lilacs hummed laden with bees drunk on overblown nectar Dandelion puffs floating away from our laughter lighter than air Days measured in flowers covering the ground In empty cottonwood branches Stretching their arms … Continue reading Dandelions…#MondayBlogs