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kleola1207
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I remember the day we laid outside in the grass It was the first day the sun had come out in days

Weeds

I remember the day we laid outside in the grass

It was the first day the sun had come out in days

The flowers were blooming again

The air smelled of spring and the wind whispered in the trees

"Tell me something" I asked looking over at you

You were quiet for a moment before you smiled and picked a dandelion from the grass between us

"What do you see" you asked

"A weed" I replied as you laughed

"You see a weed, I see beauty

Do you know what it takes for a dandelion to grow?

Resilience. And come the summer,

The flower you call a weed will become full of seeds

And little children everywhere will pluck them from the ground

And the wishes they hold deep in their heart will fly into the sky

So while you just see a weed, I see what will soon be dreams"

Maybe that's why you loved me I thought

Because I was nothing but a weed

Yet you didn't see something unwanted and dreaded

You looked at me as though I was your dream

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