Although I’m just a dandelion…
I’m a beautiful flower as well,
maybe just a weed for some,
but a wish for many. Sadly,
I have to be shattered into pieces
to make your wishes come true,
while mine are broken
and scattered in the wind.
I dream of what it would be like
to be a dandelion
in a vase of roses.
Perhaps I’m just a dandelion…
a wish maker,
but I will not change
just to be a rose.
