In a world full of roses,

be a dandelion

Some call them weeds

Others make wishes with them

Others still call them lovely

Some drown them in poison

Others scatter their seeds

Others still simply observe

But the dandelion stays the same

For times it will leave,

but it always comes back

No matter the ease or discomfort

a dandelion keeps growing

So be a beautiful, annoying, resilient, growing

weed