A single yellow dandelion stands alone,
Behind a row of yellow buses,
Against the slate-colored curb,
Trying not to break on the wind,
Reaching towards the sky in all its strife,
To show the sun its reflection,
Yellow Dandelion,
It is alone no more.
- Bunny145
Behind a row of yellow buses,
Against the slate-colored curb,
Trying not to break on the wind,
Reaching towards the sky in all its strife,
To show the sun its reflection,
Yellow Dandelion,
It is alone no more.
- Bunny145
