Ode to the Dandelion

 

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Ode to the Dandelion

Copyright 2016 Mollie Pearce Mckibbon

O, why do we so malign
the humble dandelion?
And why do we still persist
to cross it off our list
of the plants we much admire
and toss it in the fire?
Although it’s not a native,
worth is qualitative.
Had our ancestors foreseen
that we would so demean
and dismiss its varied use,
they’d think us quite obtuse.
The dandelion is fine
as a delicious wine
or tossed into a salad
as a green it’s valid.
When vitamins are needed,
keep your lawn unweeded
for the friendly flower
that pops up by the hour
answers many woes;
much more than you’d suppose.
So puff that dandelion!
Send those seeds a-flyin’!
Bless all those smart forbearers
that brought the gold tassels
from Europe’s homes and castles
to medicate their ills,
ward off many aches and chills,
supplement their diets,
keep their digestions quiet,
dye their bows and laces,
and decorate their places.
The weed we most despise
is a blessing in disguise.

Spring is Around the Corner?

Here is another bit of poetry I once wrote for spring.

An Ode to the Breeze

©2011 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

There’s nothing more delightful

Than a fresh spring breeze

As it ruffles through my tresses

And tickles cross my knees.

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Oh my, the wind is blowing

The branches of the trees

And it’s spreading lots of pollen

Causing me to sneeze.

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The wind has started howling,

Blowing hats and  scarves to sea.

It’s taken my umbrella

But it won’t get me!                                                   very_windy-clipart