In fields where golden sunbeams lie,
Dandelions sway with gentle grace,
Their whispers carried on the sigh,
Of breezes soft, in nature’s embrace.

Beneath the vast and endless sky,
They dance upon the earth’s warm face,
Fragile dreamers poised to fly,
In every seed, a wish in space.

Their fleeting beauty, bold and bright,
A tapestry of humble pride,
In the morning’s tender light,
They stand, their secrets to confide.

As winds begin to softly call,
They lift their hopes to realms untold,
In a fleeting, airy sprawl,
The dreams of dandelions unfold.