I fucking hate dandelions <br />not only are they this terrible smelling <br />over invasive weed you cant get rid of <br />but every time I see the sight of their yellow golden trouble <br />it only bring his face to mind <br />I try and forget but their they are mocking me <br />I hate dandelions <br />their the works of evil <br />taking over the garden as he took over my life <br />staring you in the face knowing they have power <br />they grow stronger by the summery spring days <br />just like my love once grew for him <br />those damn dandelions <br />but they die off towards the winter <br />and for once we catch our breath of relief <br />the yellow powerful passionless flower is gone <br />and his memory is still lingering <br />the aroma so thick when in blossom <br />but the air will be still of silence <br />as soon as dead <br />and all things good and bad DIE!<br /><br />faith toney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-fucking-hate-dandelions/
