A meadow laden with perfect dandelions
Reflecting the twilight sun
Glowing like early evening stars
Tonight they close their eyes
And rest in the silence of darkness.
Then sunrise creeps across the horizon
Illuminating the soft green carpet as
Yellow blossoms lift their heads again
Catching whispered secrets
Tossed about in the gentle breeze
Secrets of scattering their tiny seeds
Anticipating the annual beauty and renewal
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