Border control.

Border control.

I am dandelion.

Beautiful

In isolation.

In abundance

An overflow

Of stems and leaves

Fighting for the right

To survive.

Taking over your

Carefully tended borders

Breaching all control.

Stamp me out,

I will grow back

In a different space.

A weed

But still a flower.

Relocate me

Watch me grow

To seed.

Blow,

Breathe out.

Kick me with your

Leather boot

And I will scatter.

Watch me float,

Spin and twirl

Pretty as a windmill,

Free to go

Where so ever

The wind

Will take me.

Stop me if you can,

I am many,

Legion,

Dandelion.

A weed

By any other name.