Dandelion

Like a dandelion

I pass from breeze to breeze

A bird’s eye view

Of all I see

A life that was

That could’ve been

I drift along

The longing breeze

 

Like a dandelion

I float about

No constant here

No anchor

But my fibre pulled

This way and that

Like a dandelion

Fragile in doubt

 

But on my journey

Of passing breeze

It hits me…

The end of me

Is my beginning

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