Angels' Breath
ANGELS’ BREATH
Yesterday there were none;
And it’s as if God suddenly
Woke the angels and said,
“Let there be dandelions.”
I can’t resist the urge
To leave the woodland path
And swathe through their bright petals -
A thousand yellow smiles swaying in the breeze.
Treading on the angels’ breath,
My feet bring fluffy seeds aloft
To sway in the smiling breeze,
And let there be more dandelions.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2018
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