As a child we wish upon the first star we see at night, On a birthday candle, four leaf clover, a falling star, a truck full of hay, and when we blow on a dandelion gone to seed. The beauty of the dandelion is when you make your wish, you can watch thousands of possibilities drift magically through the air, and flying far and near. Miraculously planting themselves in mother earth to bloom. Wishes can come true. You just need to make them heard and feed them and watch them grow.