i want to be a dandelion

I want to be like a dandelion...

I want to bloom where I'm planted.

And, after a time, when I face trials

And I learn,

I want to venture out on my own.  I want to find my own way.

And when I learn what it means to be free, I want to come back to your arms, where you hold me tight.  Though it sometimes feels like those arms might be holding me too tight, I will always, always, come back to them.  I will always come back to the place I was planted to grow some more.  Because, I can never learn enough from you.  I will always love you.