by Makavelli Knight

Created on: May 04, 2010

The exquisite dandelions, which are golden-yellow

They complement well with the mood that’s soft and mellow.

The kings of my garden of flowers

Standing tall like the late Twin Towers.

The competition around them turns dry

Their yellow heads still sits high.

Like predators, attack to satisfy their own needs

Very much like Wall Street, lives life by greed.

Unwanted money-green weeds

Being removed by the energetic teens.

While the wind continues to blow,

They illuminate the garden with their glow.

Before I walk through the door,

I take one last look and notices

The dandelions are more golden than before.

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