Donna Jones Poet Couplet

Dandelion Wishes

Next to catching fireflies in a jar
Dandelion wishes, weren't very far

From that wonderful place we'd go
While believing all things are so

Before we knew that they were weeds
We giggled and eagerly spread their seeds

With the perfect puff of blissful white
Our secret wishes, each one took flight

As they gently floated through the air
Our dreams went too, without a care

Now, as they float through summer breeze
All they do is make me sneeze!

Aahhhh....the memory of dandelion wishes.......:-) 

© Donna Jones

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Tim Smith December 7, 2014 at 9:29 AM This is so beautiful Donna. I hope you start writing again...big hugs Tim xx

Michael Ainsley June 27, 2013 at 4:32 PM I remember a long ago summer making home made ice cream and catching fireflies around the back porch. Now I stay away from sugar and fireflies are hard to find. Thanks for the memory

April Gabriella June 26, 2013 at 2:26 AM This is a lovely poem! I really like it.

Lucilla Carrillo June 18, 2013 at 8:09 AM This is very beautiful. Thanks for sharing..... Lucilla

Bonchance Longfall June 16, 2013 at 10:32 AM I love this wonderful poem!! Well done! It floats among the soft morning breeze long after the read.

Eileen Manassian June 13, 2013 at 6:54 AM MD...this is so beautiful! I have shared these wishes too! :) You are such a wonderful poetess...you've captured beauty here so effortlessly! I'm so proud of you, MD!!! Sending you lots of hugs!

Sara Kendrick June 12, 2013 at 1:41 PM Great work..Very descriptive and creative work about that dandelion which catches the wind to ensure future offsprings..Thanks for the review of my work..Your visits are always delightful..Sara

Painted Hunter June 10, 2013 at 6:08 AM It's a memory of mine too. You captured it perfectly! Donna Jones June 10, 2013 at 7:25 AM Hey Caleb...thanks...make sure you send a few wishes with that beautiful little girl...for me....:-)

Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 10:13 PM I still blow them ;} thank s for reading my Down In The Valley. I heard the owl was a last minute line ;} Donna Jones June 10, 2013 at 7:28 AM Me too gotta admit!!! The owl...I don't know if you know...at least Cherokee lore.. hooting means bad things...or death....I don't go for it though..I love to hear them....

Carrie Richards June 9, 2013 at 9:08 AM This gives me memory of childhood, and puffing on the dandelions......watching the seeds fly in the wind......I love this one!! (Wishes can come true!) :) Donna Jones June 9, 2013 at 8:33 PM Guess we all did this! Thanks Carrie

Mustapha Mohammed June 9, 2013 at 5:18 AM Excellent piece Donna.I like the flow and the rhythm in this one.Just perfect. Donna Jones June 9, 2013 at 6:51 AM Thanks ...just a fun childhood memory....

Andrea Dietrich June 8, 2013 at 10:58 PM hey this is not so different from my own poem with this title. VERY nice one. I just loved doing those dandelion wishes. Donna Jones June 9, 2013 at 6:49 AM Seems a lot of people used dandelion in a title before...like I told Timothy..guess I really shouldn't be surprised..it was so common a thing for kids to do....we love our childhood memories as we get older!!!! Thanks always for your support Andrea...you are just the best.

Connie Gildersleeve June 8, 2013 at 3:12 PM Childhood memories- white seed-heads drift on just one breath and everything possible- innocence of the young. Donna I love every line in your couplet. A fantastic couplet. Warm Smiles, Connie Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 9:26 PM Oh making me smile .. thanks Connie...

Timothy Hicks June 8, 2013 at 12:22 PM This was really fun to read, Donna, and actually quite ironic cause I wrote a poem awhile back called Dandelion Dreams... lol! I liked how carefree it was only to end up in hopeless sneezing (it really is like that, huh?)... Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 12:46 PM I do remember now...the unkept yards ...but beautiful yellow flowers....I loved it then and again,,,,,,I guess many people have memories of dandelions....good or bad....I choose good... Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 12:39 PM Really????? I'll look it up!!!!! I can't believe it....well guess I can....its really not all that uncommon for kids to do....heh! Great minds think alike eh? Thanks Timothy! Going to read yours now! :-)

Joseph May June 8, 2013 at 10:11 AM wonderful write Donna,,,,,,did any of your wishes come true?...hugs Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 12:51 PM Hey Joseph..thanks for stopping....all my most important wishes have come true....I am full and warm...and loved

John Posey June 8, 2013 at 6:17 AM Perfectly Precious writing. I can identify with every word. Just makes me love you more.....Jake Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 8:55 AM Very sweet Jake...back at ya!

Anne-Lise Andresen June 8, 2013 at 5:14 AM - A delighted poem, Donna. - Beautiful! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 8:56 AM Thanks Anne Lise ...but I'm still thinking about those strawberries!

Elai Cee June 7, 2013 at 10:04 PM this makes me to remember my childhood days. Love it.! God bless...ELAI Donna Jones June 8, 2013 at 8:58 AM I'm so glad Elai...guess it wouldn't do any of us harm to do it for fun once in a while....:-)