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Dandelion Wishes
Walking through a meadow garden,
Blow a wish on a dandelion.
Every seed, a soft token,
Blown without dubitation.
I hope that you do witness,
You are all my dandelion wishes.
Blow a wish on a dandelion.
Every seed, a soft token,
Blown without dubitation.
I hope that you do witness,
You are all my dandelion wishes.
Published 1st Mar 2020
| Edited 7th Mar 2020
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2nd Mar 2020 1:54am
Awwww this is so lovely, Sabrina!
I always loved dandelions myself. They used to irritate me when my grass needed cut and they were everywhere. Then one day I pulled up into the drive with my then six-year-old grandson, and he exclaimed, "LOOK NANA! WISH FLOWERS! A WHOLE YARD OF WISH FLOWERS!"
I have never viewed them the same since then. The eyes of a child is powerful magic. Thank you for sharing this.
I always loved dandelions myself. They used to irritate me when my grass needed cut and they were everywhere. Then one day I pulled up into the drive with my then six-year-old grandson, and he exclaimed, "LOOK NANA! WISH FLOWERS! A WHOLE YARD OF WISH FLOWERS!"
I have never viewed them the same since then. The eyes of a child is powerful magic. Thank you for sharing this.
