• seemaarora_ 22w

    She was not found among the pretty roses you would appreciate for it’s overwhelming beauty.
    She wasn’t like the bunch of flowers you would gift your dear ones.
    She wasn’t the one you would run your mouth about, all over the town !
    She was a part of the wild species...
    The one who would grow on
    even if stepped all upon.
    The epitome of bravery,
    and not everyone appreciated her,
    but the one who did wasn’t able to forget her.
    Found in meadows, and rocky hills and the roadside area,
    She gave a new definition of being “common”
    She epitomised that there lies beauty in being common and indeed simple.
    She was none other than the one you wish on,
    I call her
    The dandelion wildflower !