Like flowers we people are all growing at our own pace.Dandalion I'll call my flower as I think of you.
Bright to look at ,soft to the touch ,the colour of the sun - the dandelion of beauty so true.
Happy dancing in the sun as days and weeks pass by - the sun not so bright in the sky. Petals falling one by one,
Oh! Dandelion why ? Dandelion I love you much.
I stand - watch - wait what can this be? I feel a pain a little hurt, my dandelions petals falling in the dirt.
The tears I wipe from my eyes. Oh? Dandelion your so deceiving .Dandelion your slowly changing.
It's natures way it's worth waiting .As I wait I think a lot. Knowing it's hard but also true the joy received from trying
is worth all the hardships I go through.

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