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.
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2017
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