dandelion

Little seed

how you fly

away from home

from death and doom

Floating into the sky

Lost and wandering

uncontrollably

hopefully

Looking for your way

your life-it’s destiny

You will fall one day

and then you will take root

sprouting forth

in a beautiful flower

before you wilt and dry

Bringing forth more life in your death

carrying on the cycle

My little dandelion girl.