This was my Grandma Gilly’s favorite poem. She wrote it down for me, in her beautiful penmanship that she was so proud of, when my children were small. The author is unknown.

Dandelions and Grass

Dandelions and grass

Clasped in a chubby hand,

Starry eyed, so pleased with himself,

Never a bouquet so grand.

Slightly wilted, with drooping leaves,

Received as the [...]