In daylight's gentle embrace, a dandelion of purest white,
Unfolding its whispered secrets to the world's delight.
Cottony tendrils, kissed by the sun's golden hue,
A dance of fragile elegance, a tale ever true.
Amidst the emerald tapestry, it stands with grace,
A pearl amidst the meadow, a tranquil space.
Each petal a whispered promise, a dream taking flight,
Carried by zephyrs, towards heights out of sight.
Oh, white dandelion, in the noon's tender gleam,
A portrait of serenity, a fleeting, delicate dream.
Nature's artistry unveiled in petals so fine,
Daylight's tender muse, forever thine.