Dandelions are falling
On to autumn song
Destiny is calling
Of day of gone and long
Dreams that stood by
In all the days gone
When the summer sky
Was still here carrying on
Time of lost ways
Weary mornings rising
In their inter moody plays
Of nature winterizing
As their feelings go
Into oblivions fall
With days falling glow
On to the autumns’ call
Dandelions now flying
Every worth its lightness
Raindrops dreary crying
Before gloom of brightness
Dreams of winter coming
In their turning tides
Falling now blossoming
As darkness here abides
Peter S. Quinn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dandelions-are-falling/
