I saw one dandelion in a field of frost.
It wasn’t dead, alive of course.
I didn’t pluck it from the ground
Or even make wishes to benefit from this astonishment.

And if you can survive
Keep turning heads.
Keep removing stress.
Keep making everyone’s life get better when there’s a trace of you.
You might be scared at times
But I’m right here.
Oh, I’m right here by your side.

You don’t have to cry, dandelion.