I'm not a rose
I'm far too grey
Definitely not a sunflower..
I never light up people's day

I can't be a daisy
My colours are not very loud
and a tulip seems too far fetched
Because I'm never found in a crowd

I'm not colourful
I don't glow
I'm weak and delicate
And all you need to do is blow

Yes I'm a dandelion
small white and fragile
I may look pretty from a distance
But it's the wind that helps me agile

I have a thousand pieces of myself
All ready to leave me
It's one gush
And look
They're all set free

I'm not colourful
I'm not bright
A shaky little dandelion
Stuck in her own plight.

-do you love them even without the balls of white fluff?