Pansy and
Dandelion
In a world full of pansies,
Being a dandelion
Means to be rebellion.
Good soil, warm sun,
Fresh water and a lot of love
That were sent and kept
Made the pansies proud
And pansies grow and survived.
Dandelion drew up
In the sandy crack
Of cement
And another city element
Full of poison and rock
That made dandelions strong
To grow in small spaces care
With absence of fear,
To bloom and survive
On the side.
Please, in the world
Of beautiful pansies
Do not lose your panties.
Try to be a wild dandelion
Like a brave lion
In the world of cultivated plants,
And the companionship of ants.
Tomshinsky@2025
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