South San Francisco, CA November 15, 2020 by Sonny Koya
Oh, how hateful the dandelions in the garden.
So full of scorn and arrogance
Grows so tall and lush
Lack of water wilts it naught.
The intruder thrives on.
Tarry a moment, my friend.
I see yellow so rich and dark
The bracts standing like rows of soldiers
Quite elegant, mesmerizing.
The dandelion boasts its beauty