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Thursday, July 27, 2006

A Song In The Backyard (For Mrs Brooks)

I'm a dandelione,
I grew grew up in the alley with the glass and bullets.

I dream of being a rose,
to sit in the front yard beautifully during a lazy afternoon.

I want to be innocent and adored for once. I want to be seen as beautiful and not as a weed.

I want to sit under the blazing sun all day not knowing what the world
is really like.

Because dandeliones have to grow up fast from things they've seen.

But I realize now that no where I go,
or how much I achieve in my life I'll always be a dandelione.

And it's ok because I'll grow up to be more beautiful than any rose.
Toynia Edmond
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