In fields where sunlight gently falls,
Dandelions dance to the whispers of the breeze,
Golden crowns upon slender stalks,
A fleeting beauty in the endless seas.
Their seeds take flight on airy wings,
Carried far by nature’s gentle breath,
A journey through the skies begins,
A testament to life’s quiet strength.
Beneath the azure, they rise and drift,
Silent voyagers in the realm of dreams,
Each one a promise, a hope to lift,
Upon the earth, in gentle streams.
In their simplicity, a lesson lies,
Of fleeting moments and silent grace,
The dandelions, under vast skies,
Remind us of life’s tender embrace.