Other Things 20 – Poemlet 14


I picked my mom some flowers

as yellow as can be,

and as I gave them to her,

I said, “Cause you love me.”

She said, “You are my sweet boy,

and thank you, oh so much.

These flowers are just lovely,

and these, my heart, do touch.”

She knelt and then she hugged me,

so happy she was cryin’

cause there’s no better flower,

than a dandelion.

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