I fucking hate dandelions br not only are they this terrible smelling br over invasive weed you cant get rid of br but every time I see the sight of their yellow golden trouble br it only bring his face to mind br I try and forget but their they are mocking me br I hate dandelions br their the works of evil br taking over the garden as he took over my life br staring you in the face knowing they have power br they grow stronger by the summery spring days br just like my love once grew for him br those damn dandelions br but they die off towards the winter br and for once we catch our breath of relief br the yellow powerful passionless flower is gone br and his memory is still lingering br the aroma so thick when in blossom br but the air will be still of silence br as soon as dead br and all things good and bad DIE!br br faith toneybr br