Dandelions
Over the climbing meadows
Where swallow-shadows float,
These are the small gold buttons
On earth's green, windy coat.
--Frances M. Frost
Dandelions
Over the climbing meadows
Where swallow-shadows float,
These are the small gold buttons
On earth's green, windy coat.
--Frances M. Frost
Dandelions
What was it I saw by the road today,
So golden bright, so cheerily gay,
Sprinkled so thickly among the grass,
Along the way that I must pass?
Was it pirates gold that someone found,
Cashed away in a secret mound,
Then fled, surprised by a guard at night?
Or was it the coin of fairyland,
Cast abroad by a robber band,
Or the dowry of a princess fair?
Say, what is this gold that is everywhere?
--Unknown
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