The Dandelion Dance
In a field of golden dandelions, a young girl stood
Watching as they swayed in the wind, their dance so good
Their fragile petals shimmering in the warm sun's glow
She felt a yearning in her heart, a desire to let go
The dandelions' dance was carefree and light
Their seeds floating on the breeze, taking flight
The girl closed her eyes and felt a sense of peace
As she learned from the dandelions to release
Like the dandelion seeds that scatter and roam
The girl found courage to let go and removed her hair comb
She twirled and danced, embracing the unknown
In the dance of the dandelions, she had grown
