Dandelions
poem by:
D'Vina Dietrich
Written
on Oct 25, 2017
Two pristine Dandelions Swaying in the breeze Amongst the blue sky Happiness surrounded me The strength they carried To never blow away Years fly by But the Dandelions didn't They were perfect The breeze Now a gusty wind Blew away a bit of them They still stood Never would they leave? Damaged but alive More years pass They start to slump Now fear arises Don't give up now! You've made it this far Come on! One last gust They blew away Finally giving in. I watched them for years Got use to there presence Now they are gone. A tear rolls down my cheek. I stare at a empty spot Every day. Hoping for return Knowing they never will. How could this be? Days are not the same Skies arent as blue The wind just blows.
Tags: Sad, Metaphor, Confused, Weird,
Add Comment
Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 25, 2017 at 6:13pm
I like this poem...because I really do like dandelions....especially when they are fluffy white Pom Poms....ready to seed....lovely poem.....
D'Vina Dietrich
commented on Oct 25, 2017 at 8:10pm
Thanks, I'm having a hard time getting back into writing. I am not to fond of this one, but thank you!
Taha Hassan
commented on Oct 26, 2017 at 1:10am
Hoping for return .... knowing they never will .....
