There’s a light in the distance
Beaming through cold shadows
Painting warmth on a dandelion
Standing stoic in solitude
Ready to disperse its angels
I approach it slowly like love
Cautiously in timid careful steps
The atmosphere teems of magic
I bathe in its glowing humidity
Once a spectator now apart of its ocean
I can’t help but feel loving peace
Emanating from this dandelion
So I kneel in earnest respect
Giving wishes of love to be carried
By its angels lofting in the breeze
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