Free verse № 238
Dancing with the Dandelions
we spent our days
laughing in the sunshine
running in the fields
dancing with the dandelions
we were so young
and so carefree
children in the brightness
the rain falling on our faces
oh, how soft the breeze blew
and stole our precious flowers
the frightful storm of reality
ripped through our lives
oblivious of us, of me, of you
and like the dandelions
we too have gone to seed
blown away in the wind
we grow amongst the weed
I want to walk in the sun again
to be a child of the sun again
to feel the rain on my face again
to dance with the dandelions again
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