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Tough Dandelion Tufts

by Kat Seidemann

Even though itís only August,
Already this dandelion is special.
It has survived more than most of us.
It stands alone, amid the field
That has been mown perfectly clean.

Somehow it was able to duck the blade,
And when the enemy was gone,
It stood again, defiant, and determined
To enjoy as much of the summer as it could,
Then blow into the wind and propogate.

Next year its descendants will, undoubtedly,
Be genetically determined to regain
The lawn that once was meadows free.
I am here to learn to do the same.


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