Dandelion - Poem by Philo Yan
Dandelion sleeps at night
Opens petals at first daylight.
Dandelion picks the wind
Florets float in gentle silence
Riding breeze to far and wide
Moves across the open fields
Spreads her seeds to germinate
and springs new flowers in its wake.
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