Lily loves Dandelions

Lily loved dandelions. Not the way her mom did, with a sigh and a trowel, but with a wide, toothy grin. To Lily, dandelions were sunshine flowers, scattered across the green like tiny, happy suns. One sunny afternoon, Lily was lying in the park, surrounded by her favorite flowers. A gentle breeze rustled the fluffy white seed heads, and Lily imagined they were whispering secrets. "I wish I could fly like you," she whispered back to a particularly plump dandelion.