Thursday, 7 April 2016

Dandelion poem

Most little girls wish for love
they wish on weeds in the garden
A breath of faith, a giant blow
a hundred seeds of hope
they scatter all around us,
like fairies in the wind
growing, blooming, offering
more wishes for almost anything
My wish granted, forged in iron
a wish I wished,
once upon a dandelion.

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