The flower that most people call the dandelion is my favorite flower. It’s “official” name is “taraxacum officinale”, but if I were to say that to someone, they would have no idea what I was talking about.
Dandelions are relevant to me for many reasons. In the spring, they grow and reproduce so quickly that they are always available somewhere nearby. I like the way that they look whether they are in their yellow stage or when they have turned white and are ready to spread their seeds. Most of all, I like that fact that no amount of human effort can completely kill the dandelions. Many humans consider them to be nothing more than an annoying weed that they must eliminate. I can relate to a dandelion because I know that many consider me to be a weed that they would like to kill. I don’t think that any effort by humans will destroy the worldwide population of dandelions. Killing a thousand dandelion won’t work because there are too many of them in many countries around the world. I find security in the fact that no one could ever take away my favorite flower.
Where did the first dandelion come from? How can something be so small and yet stronger than all efforts to kill it or stop its reproduction? Why do people waste money on roses when they can get a free dandelion? There is something about the dandelion that makes me ask these questions.
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