~ by Caitey Gehan
A dandelion felt sad
as she watched the other flowers grow.
They grew tall in shrines of dirt
the people made long ago.
Admired for their beauty
while the dandy was just a weed!
The flowers seemed superior;
they seemed superior indeed!
“Who could ever love me?”
the poor dandelion cried.
The dandelion had given up on life
until a rose replied.
“It’s true we have a garden,”
the beautiful rose said,
“but you bring joy to children
with wishes in their heads.
They come up to you and pick you up.
then they close their little eyes.
They release their wishes into the air
hoping to gain their surprise.”
The dandelion listened to the rose
and realized the words were wise.
for even if others seem more special,
we are special in someone’s eyes.