Dandelion Dreams

At daybreak, meander
down a winding country lane
find a field, near a church
a field filled with a thousand dandelions
whose yellow petals remind you
of childhood games
He loves me he loves me not

Lie down flat on your back
on the dewy grass
no blanket required
breathe softly and slowly
pick a dandelion
bring the flower to your nose
Does it smell like the sun?