The Dandelion by Mrs. E. P. Erskine

"Oh, dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all day?"
"I just wait here in the long green grass
Till the children come to play."

"Oh, dandelion, yellow as gold,
What do you do all night?"
"I wait and wait while the cool dew falls,
And my hair grows long and white."

"And what do you do when your hair grows white,
And the children come to play?"
"They take me up in their dimpled hands
And blow my hair away."

Oh, bright all day in the grass, like stars,
And fit for a chain of gold.
The children laugh when they see him smile,
But they love him best when he’s old.