The Dandelion

O dandelion, yellow as gold,

What do you do all day?

I just wait here in the tall green grass

Till the children come to play.

O dandelion, yellow as gold,

What do you do all night?

I wait and wait till the cool dews fall

And my hair grows long and white.

And what do you do when your hair is white,

And the children come to play?

They take me up in their dimpled hands,

And blow my hair away.