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Dandeloins

             On a warm summer's day a little girl sits among the dandeloins
             counting how many she holds in her small hands 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
             she giggles to herself as she sniffs each and everyone.
             After sniffing them carefully she giggles again and wonders if
             they would be able to talk to her.
             
             As she looks down at them she asks them this: 'What is it you all
             do all day?'
             To her surprise they answer her and says this: "Why, we all sit 
             quietly waiting for the noon day suns."

             Giggling, again and wanting to know more she asks this: 'Than what is it
             you all do in the night time?'
             They answered and said this: "Why we wait here for the cool nights dew
              to fall on us."

              Again, she is filled with questions and again asks this: 'Why do you wait for 
              night's dew?'
              They answered and said this: "Well, we wait for morning so that we can be
              scooped up by you, than you can blow our fuzzy milky white hairs in the  wind.

              Oh, she replies she asks this: 'Why does your yellow and gold hairs turn milky
              white like cotton balls?'
              They replied back: " It turns milky white like cotton so when we are picked by
              children like you, you blow our hairs into the wind so it can carry our seeds
              and our seeds grow all over again.

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