An entire field of dandelions
Sunshine yellow as far as the eye can see
Happiness under a blue sky
They say you’re a weed
But I’ve never had a weed
Make me smile like you do
And when you’re life as tiny yellow suns are done
You will go into a hundred seed pods
And with one good gust of wind
Spread your golden beauty
To all the neighbouring fields
For the next round of sunny sparkles
Flying around like the golden bumble bee

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