as the sun slowly reclined
in the red tinged west
a million dandelions
arose from their rest

they flitted and floated
on the south breeze
some even became entangled
in the front yard pine trees

a scattering of them
landed on the park pavement tiles
while others made their way
towards the Guyra miles

once the breeze had ebbed
and lost its wind
the dandelions again took rest
in the red tinged west