I love how it’s bright and yellow,
and how it opens just to see
all the world around it,
and maybe even me.
They grow outside my window,
and bloom into the sun,
so small and bright, making my day
so lively and somehow fun.
Alas my dear sun please shine,
so that my dandelions may see you,
and open up to the world
and maybe even me too.
Darling clouds please hold the rain another day,
so that my flowers will always shine,
over my yard and world
and be happy as there in mine.
How could someone hate them
dandelions cheer me up,
so every day I pick one,
and place it in a cup.
That one flower brightens my mood,
and all over my whole room,
so dear sun please always shine,
and let my dandelions bloom.
Cheryl Fite
