Blowing a Kiss To You
As if there were a dandelion here inside my hand,
I am blowing kisses here in Poets’ land.
Imagine fluff of dandelions; when you softly blow,
all the tiny seeds disperse; scattering, they flow.
Through the air and everywhere, they waft to every friend.
Particles of happiness everyday I send.
They’re filled with poetry delight, joy and best wishes,
and you've now been sent one of my dandelion kisses.
(A kiss for everyone at Soup!)
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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