Dandelions are Meant for Wishes

I'll wait it out. Paranoia go away.

Now where was I?

Ah here we go..

I could kiss the stars as each one gleams.
Catching my attention, whilst way up in the sky.
If I could just reach high enough, I'd wrap my arms around the moon.

I could never repay you for all you've done.
Thankful I can see you in the birds as they fly by.
Notice you in the butterflies, fluttering in circles.
The bees in the garden, while they wear sunflowers for a dress.
Dandelions are meant to be wished on.
As it scatters, seeds find a new place to rest.
The rain from the sky washes me clean, as my own tears become nysnc with the sounds of such water falling.
The wonders of everyday life. I come to realize as I write.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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