God made me a dandelion, little flower of many woes. Why there are so many of us, only he who made us knows. We come so early in the spring to deck the world with gold; such a dreary world it is, yet folks pull us up and scold. We never prick you, sting or bit, when you pull us root and flower. we just droop and quiet lie, a wilting golden shower. There must have been a reason in our maker's holy mind to deck his earthly garden with flowers of our kind.
Welcome! This is my 365 day project where I will be taking a picture a day(which I stole from my cousin Angie whose pictures look awsome and you should totally check out :))
So I hope you enjoy. My life is pretty boring so I can't promise anything amazing. I also do not promise that you will not see numerous photos of my cats!!
God made me a dandelion, little flower of many woes. Why there are so many of us, only he who made us knows. We come so early in the spring to deck the world with gold; such a dreary world it is, yet folks pull us up and scold. We never prick you, sting or bit, when you pull us root and flower. we just droop and quiet lie, a wilting golden shower. There must have been a reason in our maker's holy mind to deck his earthly garden with flowers of our kind.
ReplyDeleteYou know what you stupid dandelions did? You got me in trouble with the city so, you know where you can go... :p
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