Seedlings

Dandelion won’t you dance?
Brisk tis breeze by chance
Puff dander across clear skies
May amber oblige bright eyes

Billowing parachute
Quick must you take root
Solstice imparts seasonal amend
Snowflakes plot to descend 

Seedlings most divine
Brilliance how you shine
Dot fields of gold
Winter promises bitter cold

But for now gauge expanse
Upon loam evermore enhance
Pristine tis downy fluff
Elegance tis never enough