in life I never drank dandelion wine br for sour grapes bitter tastes I had no time br upon rich green grass map child like flowers br bright yellow petal flowers imagination showers br br through blue skies or grey watch seasons changes br feelings thoughts minds souls through wonder ranges br yellow petals one day transform into white honeycomb br fade into spectral preparation seeds in readiness to roam br br dandelion seeds are spun web silk threads of freedom life br carried away by gust breath of wind or child’s puff glow spice br tiny silk stem parachute flowers, freedom launch breath awaiting br to travel like tiny parachutes, on breeze wind wonder never abating br br strong wind can carry tiny flower parachutes, miles away from parent br plant yet freedom seed flying stays, within wonder of any vision heartbr br Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)br br