The Dandelion, Revisited
Donald P. Goodman III
'Midst fields of green and brown arises sunny joy, e'er reaching toward the brighter one which lights the sky; a little sun, which nature's wisdom doth deploy to take the greater's place when it is feeling shy. For in the spring, when heavy clouds their loads proclaim, and that great sun is hiding, nowhere to be seen, this little sun gives light and sunshine all the same, a spot of joy amidst the soggy gray and green. This little sun of beauty, men have call'd a weed; such men are blind; how dare they such a joy demean? She gives us sunlight when, in spring, we most have need, and to the greater sun her beauty us will lead.