Therese Gramercy . . . the girl named Trees

Dandelions in Seed

Dandelion Snow

The last snow was in April,
or so it was that we thought,
but on the last day of June,
a flurry of snow was aloft.

The snow in the summer
floats down in gentle white puffs,
flying softly through the air,
the dandelion snow that I love.

Some may say that this summer snow
actually comes from the cottonwood trees,
but the child in my heart, has seen it and knows,
it is the dandelion snow that floats on the breeze.