My favorite flower is the dandelion, it's color brighter than the sun
It is not a flower very much liked, and often shunned
Most people would sratch there heads
And wonder why not a hybrid one instead
It's not a flower, it's a **** and everywhere it spreads

I would so have to disagree with their view
I see it from a different point, it's true

It is the most beautiful flower I've ever seen
It has the brights yellow sheen
It's as bright as the small twinkling little eyes
That always brought me their big surprise
They are as sturdy, as the little fingers grip on to it
In their tiny hands the dandelions perfectly fit

As a mother it was the first flower
And it holds great magical power
Over my heart and mind
This flower is one of a kind
And everywhere I look I find
Pieces of memories left behind