--The Dandelion Gardens--
We always find beauty in nature, right? Of course, why not? Nature provides us with inspiration, motivation, and emotional support, even though we never ask for it. Dandelions, the prettiest of the flowers, though small, had a big impact on the life of this dejected guy, who lost himself to the miseries of losing a small, battle, forgetting that a winner wins, but a defeated person learns how to be better than the winner!
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I stood in those Dandelion gardens,In the warm rays,
Of the summer afternoon.
Whether be it the dampening cold,
Or the blossoming winds,
They thrived in pavements and fields neglected,
Yet giving hope to the one dejected.
To those lost hopes, to those in the despaired minds.
The floating flowers upon them bestow their Godly hold.
As I stood among those Dandelions on the pavement strewn.
With life coming to pass by around those serene days.
And I still continue to present myself to those tamed Ardens.
I stood in those Dandelion gardens,
Among those petals of the blazing golden,
They whisper to the wind as they fade.
Fade to a shade so beautiful.
They lose their hue.
But yet stay as an encaptivating view.
Longing for ever and ever as a being so delightful,
As they floated in the sky in a peaceful crusade.
They bear the power so ancient, so olden.
And I still continue to present myself to those tamed Ardens.
I stood in those Dandelion gardens,
The flowers so mischievous with their youthful grace,
They floated amidst the soulful light.
The petals faded to white,
Yet they remained as a symphony to the sight.
And lighted a symphony of tranquillity so bright.
Yet I see them fight a joyful race,
And I still continue to present myself to those tamed Ardens.
