A single dandelion stands in a sea of splendor,
Her neighbors, clad in myriad and variegated hues,
Release their floral, woody perfumes
Into the moist welcoming air;
Pinks, magenta, deep reds, and
More shades of green than I have ever seen.
An exuberant bush with shimmering pale green leaves
Compels one to linger and finger it.
Silvery green lamb's ears
rest very close to the earth,
Furry leaves are hands as soft as velvet,
Beckoning to be caressed like
Those of a child.
One flawless golden sentinel keeps watch.
Endnote: Revised on 5/13/10.
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