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Dandelion Down by J.R.Poulter 08
A little bit of feather fluff
Stood up on its tippy toes
To see the way the wild wind blows.
It stretched so high, a little puff
And the dandelion down
Was blown around
Wherever the wind chose!
It danced upon its tiny feet
Across the flowers beds and street.
It twirled and whirled!
Whole worlds unfurled,
Fern fronds and rosebuds
It danced until the arms of earth
Reached for the child that it gave birth.
Dandelion seed swirled softly down
To cuddle deep into the ground.
When she awoke from winter sleep
She laughed in the sun then
She longed to leap!