The Dandelion by Elizabeth Reynolds Hapgood


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Golden the dandelion—Miser, for shame!
Spread out for bee or worm—all hoards the same.
No use in copying it—golden disk spread—
Lightly it nods and sways in its green bed.
Bluebirds are carolling high overhead
Robins strut saucily—(So the worm said.)
Bumble-bees greedily swarm from the clover—
Clumsily—golden floors tempting the rover.
Far from the toil and fret—fair carpet spread—
As in a fairy dream—would you be led?
Then come—the skies are blue. Throw yourself down:
Golden the dandelion as a king's crown;
And the green carpet spread bears you to-day
Back to fair childhood dreams—far, far away.

By Elizabeth Reynolds Hapgood, Renowned Russian translator and Soviet culture lecturer ( (1894-1974)


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