Dandelion Poem by Hilda Conkling

Dandelion



Little soldier with the golden helmet,
What are you guarding on my lawn?
You with your green gun
And your yellow beard,
Why do you stand so stiff?
There is only the grass to fight!

Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green,soldier
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