My Dandelion
They see a pretty face
Divine beauty insurmountable to replace
I see her angel kiss freckles
Untainted worth no amount of empty shekels.
The strongest flower my naked eyes have seen
They call her the golden summer queen.
A flower of a differential kind
Without her I would be forever blind.
The angel of flowers came down to Earth
To blossom the world with her heavenly worth.
When I was little I would blow them out
Wishing to meet a soul like hers with no doubts.
Dandelion, you resemble the sun, moon, & stars
If it weren’t for you I’d be in this constant battle with revealed scars.
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