The Field of Dandelions
In part we resemble you: when the time comes
and something violent thrusts us from tender sleep,
first we sob in the chill then we suck
like little devils, growing all the time
flinging ourselves forth, upward,
taking what we can get, beginning to open.
Then comes the long moment of conversation,
revelry and rivalry together, summer days
of raw enjoyment in the nick of time.
We party and thrive, and then it is time
to cast our seed. We are both proud and humble
since we know in our golden fibers that life
is feeding and fleeting. Not that our time
exceeds yours, but that we feast on it —
is what you see in us — is what you envy.
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