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Dandelions in June
By: LivingDeadGirl

They come, secret little buggers.
Tiny pods a first, dark green and blending in.
They sit and wait, for each pod to push up
out of the dirt while you are unsuspecting.

When the army forms, they launch their attack.
In the next morning, your lawn is yellow.
Not a pale yellow, but a sun-brazened glowing
yellow that tortures your eyes.

Your daughter likes them, picks them by the handfuls
brings them in to your kitchen and demands a vase.
They have invaded your home and all you can do
is smile and fill a glass (not a vase) with water for your daughter.

You, along with everyone else, will try
to mow the yellow from your lawn, viciously
scattering heads of gold all over the green.
By next morning, they are back thicker than before.

Another glass of yellow horror has appeared
sitting on the table where you drink your morning coffee
and you resign yourself to watching
dandelions take over your yard in June.

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