All along beside the road
the dandelions grow,
row on row,
like many thousand tiny suns aglow.
Why it should be so
that this year so many grow
in rows beside the road
I do not know.


11 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. julespaige
    May 01, 2014 @ 11:51:45

    I think one of my grandparents made dandelion wine…


  2. journeyintopoetry
    May 01, 2014 @ 12:16:50

    Tiny suns – what a lovely description. I love dandelions.


  3. Pia
    May 01, 2014 @ 12:17:16

    It seems to be dandelion year here too! πŸ˜€


  4. wisejourney
    May 01, 2014 @ 13:45:35

    I notice them every where i turn and I am swept back to a roadside in childhood when they were always …every where !


  5. Cynthia Jobin
    May 01, 2014 @ 15:00:42

    My neighbor sees them as weeds, so I harvest his and mine until I have enough to make wine…it’s delicious, and if you age it, pretty potent!


  6. elaine patricia
    May 01, 2014 @ 18:19:04

    Always wondered why dandelions get such bad press, they are delightful little flowers.


  7. Ina
    May 04, 2014 @ 09:29:58

    Ah dandelions… we call them Paardenbloemen, (horse flowers) and I love them very much, their colour is really as bright as the Sun! πŸ™‚


  8. Aquileana
    May 10, 2014 @ 14:27:41

    Like many thousands tiny suns aglows is a remarkable metaphor…
    Very nice, Libby…
    Cheers! , Aquileana πŸ™‚


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