She squeals with joy as she frolics through shimmering emerald the blades blowing gently in the summer breeze. Her tiny hands pluck and gather, excitedly creating a fragrant bouquet of sunshine for mommy. She beams. They both do.
A vacant lot overgrown with dandelions and clover: Weeds! That's what the world sees.
But the gifts of nature are never lost to innocent eyes of a child.
Sweet small slice. I am with you. Even though dandelions are called weed it is valuable to look at them with child's eyes, and see beyond their label.
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