Dandelion
I want to be as free as a dandelion.
Standing graceful and tall in a meadow.
Strong and beautiful, patiently waiting,
For a gust of wind to carry her away.
I want to be as free as a dandelion,
Proud of my imperfections.
Eager for adventure and free to dream
Wihtout restrictions.
I want to be as free as a dandelion,
Then maybe I could see,
The world for what it ought to be.