Gypsy girl’s initiation

She perfectly pouts as she puffs her first blow
Minute seed heads spiral through the wind as they go
Dancingly chasing her garland of dreams
This little gypsy girl is not all that she seems

Plucking a dandelion up from the ground
She whirls it in her fingers as her  body twirls around
Magically, marigold scents omit  her space
Angels they join her in her dancing grace

Can this young female be  Queen of her clan
Her ancestors ruled the gypsys
Since warlords began
“Oh halt from your daydream 
Darling make me a wish”
Mermaids swim around her with shoals of goldfish

An audience of elders all wrapped up in feathered robes
Gypsy girl raises her arm as she blows
Millions & trillions of seedlings do rise
From this delicate dandelion
So wishfully wise

One gentle blow, two and then three
She closes her eyes as tight
as can be
Her mission completed she has taken the stand
Now ruling fellow gypsys across 
the land
Angelic Archangels sing Hallelujah
Whilst the King of the gypsys kisses her hand