Dandelions

when we were young 

and knew no better 

we'd pick yellow bouquets

the tiny flowers

among the grass

shining through the days

but they were weeds

or so you said 

and so weeds they became

lawn mower mowing

away the yellow

like other lawns, the same

yet we still made wishes

on the elder seeds

the resistance in the wind

for other kids 

to pick and love

the yellow weeds within.