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DANDELION
The yellow and the white ones
Are the same flower
But both are considered weeds
And one is the lesser
Though it's actually spreading seeds
One is praised for its color
One dismissed as decay
Yet it is the white one
That carries tomorrow away
Seeds in the wind
Softly blowing away
What yellow began
Now sees light of day
Starting the cycle all over again
You may think you're a weed
Or the lesser of two
But when you are wilting
There's still growth left to do
Sometimes your seeds are carried away
What's planted right now, might not come today
Nothing you nurture is ever in vain
Even the loss, is preparing the gain
