Little magnificent balls of fur, 

  that happily dance in the air,

  tell me that the spring is here,

  peeping on the green admiring my stare,

  smiling at me with a wink,

  looking at me without a blink,

  tells me to live life stretching my arms.

  braving the harsh thunderstorms,

  spreading  happiness & cheer

  in quietude to grow & prosper,

  fragile, yet so soulful,

 just like me, isn’t the Dandelion an intriguing puzzle?

NB: The poem is inspired by nature and is written for the Poetry Marathon

Love,

Chinmayee