Dandelions
Yellow nuisance gadfly weeds
Pestilence?
No! Soft sunshine surprises, that
Grace a sea of green,
Inviting monarchs to land,
Woven into the braids of
Innocence.
Clutched tightly in tiny
fists, become
A gift to she who gave her
life…
Later morph into wishmakers.
Fluffy wishes--not a whim,
but a prayer--
Scatter with the sweetness of
a child’s breath.
Blow!
Then watch downy seeds
scatter,
Born on the hope of a child’s
dream,
Becoming tomorrow’s
wishmakers dare to
Send roots down where man
desires to keep
Carpet green, void of
Short-stemmed sunshine
surprises
Who, when given half a
chance,
Inspire wonder in the heart
of Innocence.
© 2014 By Katherine L. Harris Szerdy
Dedicated to Sela and Lily Kate
Dedicated to Sela and Lily Kate
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