Daisies kissed by fairies,
pink lipstick petals pout,
little girl’s tiaras,
chains, lambs tails, about.
Buttercups stars shimmer,
spreading love and peace,
a golden, gay, glimmer,
graces chins beneath.
Forget me not – shy,
skirts the edge of the lawn,
coy, courting compassion,
for those whom we mourn.
The dandelions ire!
He’s banished from beds,
his anger like fireworks,
explode in his heads!

English: Dandelion clock (Taraxacum officinale) For more translations SEE BELOW (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
© The Dandelion Ballad 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm