Delicate

A dandelion lay tucked in the corner of my garden

but it was at last found by me.

It was pretty and puffed in fluffy white stuff

and my eyes took in the singular beauty,

Wanting to marvel closer, I kneeled and peeled

that delicate white stuff all puffed and pretty

straight out —

and to my dismay

fluff set afloat and upon its way.

And now that singular beauty is tossed,

Some beauties when held are quickly lost.

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