April 28, 2010
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I once heard a saying:
"When we were younger,
We used to think dandelions were flowers.
It is not until we grew up that we begun calling them weeds.
Dandelions never changed.
Our standards did."

Well, I have grown.
I have become wiser,
And stronger.
I can reach the top shelf by myself
I still think dandelions are flowers.

On summer days,
I walk about bare foot,
Just like when I was young.
I would pick wild flowers.
Among them were dandelions.
I would offer them to my mother.

“Those are weeds.” She would tell me.
I would shake my head stubbornly.
“No,” I would say
They are flowers, and they are beautiful.”
Then she would shake her head,
Forgetting that she too once called them,

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flyweel said...
May 18, 2010 at 10:54 am
Coolio! I think this poem perfectly demonstrates what happens to people as they grow up, the reason friendships are broken, relationships changed. Amazing job, Jean!
JeanGrey replied...
Jun. 18, 2010 at 4:18 pm
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