Dandelions and Daisies always make me smile,
Although I know that gardeners
View them as a trial.
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But Dandelion is cheery as his face reflects the sun,
And blowing dandelion clocks
Is surreptitious fun.
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And pristine little Daisy, so charmingly demure,
Attracts the bees and butterflies
With innocent allure.
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So when you're in the garden with your trowel and your hoe,
Why not ponder natures beauty
And leave them space to grow.
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I revere nature and agree entirely with your sentiments, Daff. I would never dig up MY daisies and dandelions - they have a beauty all of their own. Lovely poem, deep but not down.... George xx