Happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.)
This Poetry Month, I’m sharing a brief poem daily celebrating little sources of wonder and joy in my life. Here’s today’s #wonderbreak [Want to learn more or join in?]:
I always think it’s funny how avid gardeners or people with perfect lawns–people who despise dandelions–break into huge smiles when a child offers up a dandelion bouquet. As with so many things, our feelings about something depend not on the intrinsic qualities of that thing but on its context–on what we associate with it.
I’m not an enormous fan of them myself, having waged war against the beautiful, fluffy seedheads to try to keep the lawn from being taken over. But I have to admire dandelions. They are scrappy survivors, popping up in unlikely places and adding their little bit of sunshine to a concrete world.
For lots of wonderful poetry, don’t miss the Poetry Friday Roundup with the creative JoAnn Early Macken at Teaching Authors.