Wink

Neighbour locates dandelions,
meticulously digs up roots
muttering incoherently
in a gruff brogue

I ignore his temper, watch
the yellow-crowned beauties
surge beneath a warming sun;
hum a childish tune –

Dandelions wink.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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