i am a dandelion girl.
my hair is light and yellow.
i'm tall and thin.
lots of people want to get rid of me,
they think i'm a weed,
a problem.
others,
make me into a crown to adorn their heads,
using me to make themselves prettier.
others yet
pick me and send me fluttering through the air,
a wish floating from their lips onto me.
i can't make their wishes come true.
but at least i can make them believe.
