It’s right about now

When dandelions appear

With bright yellow flowers

Blossoming far and near

Though they’ve been called

Nothing more than weeds

They are so much more

So much more, indeed

The bees and butterflies

Find them, “Oh, so pretty!”

They’ll grow anywhere

Whether country or city

They add much-needed interest

To a lawn of solid green

They’re carefree and whimsical

Never serious or mean

They’re happy little flowers

Not grumpy, stubborn weeds