Thursday, February 3, 2011


 Oh dandelion yellow as gold, what do you do all day?
I just sit here in the tall green grass 'til my hair grows old and gray.
Dandelion, what do you do when your hair turns long and white?
I sit in the tall green grass 'til the children come to play.
They pick me up in their little hands and blow my hair away.

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