In the field next door behind the chain link fence grow dandelions. Above the yellow heads skim white butterflies. A few starlings walk about. No other animals do I see. Green grass uncut. A few scattered purple pansies. And, always, always, the ash gray and brown bark of the nearby dying trees.
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I have never had the image of dandelions painted so beautifully through words. Wonderful writing. Thank you for sharing.
I love dandelions! 🙂