The Dandelion Ballad

From a real Poet

Worldly Winds









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!











© The Dandelion Ballad 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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