I am a Dandelion,
A Weed
That holds impossible wishes & dreams...
Overlooked by most...ruined in rain
Flowing in a breeze...stepped on in fields
Some find me beautiful..
A Miracle
Some find me annoying
A Waste
I am a Dandelion
A Weed
That holds impossible Wishes
And Dreams... Viviana Cervantes....
That’s a beautiful capture. I love the poem, it says it all really. Like KG, I don’t think dandelions are weeds, they’re beautiful little flowers which sometimes grow in the wrong place.