April 26: The Dandelion
“Two children were walking,” said daddy. “One of them stopped to pick some dandelions.
“‘I love these yellow flowers,’ said the little girl. ‘No one scolds when you pick them. I’ve never owned a garden. But I always get these flowers every spring. And, oh, how I love them! Dear, soft, yellow posies,’ she said.
“This was many years ago but from that day the dandelion’s family have always come up in the spring.”