Pluck me a dandelion child of God
place it in a vase and admire it !
Its just as pretty as the golden rod
and also quite potent I must admit

Believe in its charm like an infant
and trust it will light up your room
Treat it with love and though nesceint
the colors of it, will surely enfume

An original beauty now its your call  
tell it your secrets, it listens to you !
From seed to flower never a puffball
a twist of your hand and its feverfew  

Trust in the power of this little wild flower
it grows bravely for you and it never cowers.