Sunny flower

If you could choose from rainbow hues,

Which one would you be?

I would be a rose, elegantly attired,

With sweet perfume, forever June,

Lovingly admired.

But I’m a dandelion, short and fat and sunny,

Happy to shine at the end of this rhyme

Until there comes a bunny.

Mary Treveil,

Ardrossan Road,

Hartlepool.