The Little Dandelion
The dandelion stares In the yellow sunlight. How very still it is! When it is old and grey, I blow its white hair away, And leave it with a bald head.
Lula Lowe Weeden
The dandelion stares In the yellow sunlight. How very still it is! When it is old and grey, I blow its white hair away, And leave it with a bald head.
A child watches a dandelion standing in yellow sunlight and is struck by its stillness. The word “stares” gives the flower a face, as if it is looking back, and the speaker’s quiet attention slows the moment.
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