John Gondolf Poet Rhyme

The Dandelion Seed

Like a dandelion seed slowly drifting by
I watch as they make their way to the sky
Lifting upward as life’s race is run
Leaving the earth and heading toward the sun.

Fading away as their candle burns out
Leaves me wondering what life is about.
When we were young we never gave it a thought;
Now as we ponder we do so with fraught.

As I approach the winter of my life
Watching friends leave cuts like a knife.
I wonder if I have been a good friend,
And hopefully I have done nothing to offend.

And what about me when my time is here;
Can I look in the mirror with my conscience clear?
Or will my friends’ memory of me decry
As they watch my dandelion seed drift by.

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Rhoda Tripp January 6, 2018 at 10:56 AM Awwww. Gold stars for this poem. I think, like that dandelion seed is eternal ( it will live again ) so do our souls find a place to alight and live again. You, my friend, John are an example of what a friend should be. When "the time comes" your dandelion seed will again be a sunny yellow that brightens my day. John Gondolf January 6, 2018 at 11:44 AM Rhoda, thank you so much for the wonderful, heartfelt comment; you chocked me up just a bit my dear friend. May all your days be sunny yellow! John

Andrea Dietrich November 6, 2017 at 3:31 PM What a sweet image, your memory or soul as a dandelion seed. I always enjoy when dandelions are used for imagery or metaphor. I have done a few such poems myself. Very nice one, John John Gondolf November 6, 2017 at 3:49 PM Thank you, Andrea, I'm glad you liked this one; it was one of my earlier poems before I joined Poetry Soup. I always value your comments and encouragement. John

Susan Ashley October 30, 2017 at 8:49 PM Oh such a tender and poignant write John. The imagery of the dandelion seed is melancholy, soulful and heavenly and I love the genuine heartfelt introspection of your write. Touching thoughts that touch our hearts and minds as we get older, I love the hint of your belief in an afterlife as you anticipate your friends someday watching your dandelion seed drift by... Thoughtful and enchanting and so very enjoyed!! John Gondolf October 30, 2017 at 9:16 PM Susan, thank you so much for the heartfelt comments. I have only been writing about six months and this was one of my earlier writes, but it has always be one of my favorites. Your comments are so very appreciated. John

Venetia Crasta September 29, 2017 at 8:27 AM yes we ponder about our own life when we see other souls pass by John Gondolf September 29, 2017 at 8:32 AM Yes, and the older we get the more we ponder. Thank you for your comments, Venetia.