Why Dandelions Cry
It is no wonder dandelions bellow:
Mother Summer no longer holds her child.
Forsaken are those petals, soft and yellow,
Left to wither and writhe in Autumn’s wild.
Green-grass-beds growing darker, turning brown;
Bright-colored leaves all fall, then suffocate.
Flossy seed balls dropped hard on frozen ground,
Crushed beneath burly acorn’s massive weight!