Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Dandelion Dreams

I’ve been told not to like it

I’ve heard that it is bad

But all I see are balls of sunshine

Cheerful flower makes me glad.

You think this is the end

Of the joy it brings

But it turns into fluffy clouds

And my heart simply sings

It still hides a secret

Revealed with a puff

Tiny dancers float away

Peaceful, happy stuff

But then comes horror

Liquid death in a spray

Now the weed is withered

At least the dream can stay

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