Like soldiers sneaking upon the enemy
The Dandelions grew thick on the lawn
Painting a sea of yellow amongst the blades of green
Try as they might the tall, yellow stalks bent with ease
As they tried to strangle the life from the young blades
But the low lying grass pushed back
Swarming over the tall lions, pushing them down
As if they were grasshoppers not prepared for a winter storm
The grass thrived