When You Look At A Field Of Dandelions. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

When you look at a field of dandelions.

When you look at a field of dandelions,
you can either see a hundred weeds,
or a thousand wishes.
When you look into a river of minnows,
you can either see bait
or a trophy of fishes.

Your perspective on life
is what adds to its enjoyment.
Your gratitude of it,
lessens the daily disappointment.

When you look at a street full of people,
you can see either a crowd of immigrants
or a beautiful display of culture
and its imminence.

When you look at a field of dandelions,
you can either see a hundred weeds,
or a thousand wishes.
When you look into a river of minnows,
you can either see bait
or a trophy of fishes.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20240503
Note* Minnows are what we call Pinkeens in Ireland.