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Little Dandelion

I see a little dandelion, completely on its own, hanging quiet happily from a wall above my head. I wonder what it can see from there, does the world look any different. Is it lonely, does it worry will the wind rip it from its little spot which is just the size of its roots? Is there any little creatures living at its feet, hiding in its leaves keeping it company up there all alone.  Or does it look down at me and pity me because I can’t see the world from its angle or does she envy me because I can get up and move away while she stays there day after day... But then I think that soon she will turn into something magical and float in a hundred different directions making lots of new homes and seeing lots of different places that I may not see. Am I the one who should envy the little dandelion?  And wish that I could evolve into something else when my time here is done and float over the world and be reincarnated into a hundred new little me’s

I am a little dandelion up here on the wall. With only a little soil at my feet. I see a lady sitting alone writing down there under me. I wonder if she lonely sitting there on her own, has she any friends to keep her company or does she live alone. I wonder does she envy me up here where I can see the world. Is she looking up at me with wishful eyes living in this beautiful spot with the river and the birds for company day after day...? But then I think that she must have a family, stretching all over the world where she can visit year after year, seeing all their homes, places where my seeds cannot float too. Should I envy the lonely looking lady?  And wish for her life, with lots of children and grandchildren who will continue throughout the generations keeping her memory alive while I will be gone into the ground.

 

But there is no need to envy there is any need to worry. We all have our place in the nature of things. We all have so much to be thankful for. It doesn’t matter if we live up high on down low. It we are yellow or pink. We each have a place in the world and will live on in some form and will be remembered in some way. Live and let live, be kind and look after all living things. Each of us has our place.  

 

Or, just get out the weed killer.....