The Dandelion

I am a human,
and I make mistakes,
I get disappointed
when things do not go my way.

I cry a little,
I fret a lot,
To tell the truth,
it looks like an irreparable loss.

When life stops,
Dreams shattered,
Nothing that happens,
any longer matters!

But could winter ever stop
spring to occur?
After each tragedy,
life has a sweet song to offer!

How can it stop me
from dreaming again?
How can fear of falling,
keep me from rising again?

I am an optimist,
who believe things will change,
May be today was bad,
but tomorrow will surely be great!

Crushed, walked over and squashed
though I may,
I am the Dandelion,
I promise, I will blossom again!