My love is not like a red red rose
It’s like that dandelion – there, see it?
Of course you do, that small, stubborn spot of gold
grown through a crack in old suburban concrete
Not welcome, not wanted, maybe not even noticed
But bright, sunshine-bright
and refusing to die.
Lorraine Manton is currently studying creative writing and literature at Deakin University, Australia and has a great fondness for books, coffee and small slices of imaginary lives.
Now I’m grinning, dandelion-bright, thinking about adventurous dandelion seeds adrift on the wind. xx
💙 this. Made me 😃. Bright & cherry dandelions are much maligned
“– there, see it?” she says…
And now I can’t look away.
Nicely done, Lorraine
I love this!
My love is more like a poorly kept lawn. It doesn’t look great. But it’s stlll there, surrounding my house and my heart, standing between me and the wild world beyond.