yellow as the morning sun these flowers are considered weeds
when I was younger i would make wishes on dandelions
i would wish for simple things like a good day or thunderstorms that would last all night
dandelions grew all over the play ground of my childhood
did you know that you can write on brick with dandelions
i used to write my dreams with those flowers
yellow as the morning sun to me dandelions are more t h a n j u s t u s e l e s s w e e d s
This is the first in the collection, Thunderstorm Flowers. I'm not sure how many poems there will be in this collection but for now I plan on having many.