As the little girl runs through the meadow, feeling the silky green grass on her soft supple feet, she spots a singular, white fluffy dandelion among the red roses and purple petunias. This white puffball, majestically sways in the wind, luring her, into a world full of hopes and dreams. She travels to the alluring white globe, grasping the slender green stem, closing her wishful eyes, blowing on the white puffball, watching, then chasing the white tufts that float away like parachutes, impossible to catch.