We wish upon
dandelions,
those that are
gone with the wind.

We wish upon
shooting stars,
those that burn
as they fall.

You still don't get it?
Our wishes are just
as fleeting.

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Lose me like
a dandelion losing its parachute pappus
with a blow of wind.
But, don't dwindle off your path.
Let our separation
be an allegory;
Of hope and growth to some
and of wishes to many.

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"Did they tell you,
sunflowers that wait for too long
can wilt too
and sometimes
in their place
a dandelion blooms?......"

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I was a dandelion
Growing with one hope:
To wither happily
Under your breath.

Rather,
You left me to the wind,
And now I'm scattered to hover;
To let sorrows know how~
Our departure became
a "somehow".

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....and sometimes it takes two
to enjoy the quiet.

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• A dandelion paapi •

And that parachute's cry
could be heard,
as it goes all white,
from in and around for it.

I sense the desperation I held, in it,
as the buzzing of that bumble bee
gets too loud, sucking the nectar,
soul, gets too painful to wilt.

Goodbyes could get harder,
even when life wasn't the way
I wanted it to be, so was that little paapi,
ready to fly between life and death.

It was forced to trust the bumble bee,
sucking it's mother's soul and find it's way,
to grow, to live and to bloom, and I,
stood there, silent, waving a goodbye
with my breaths!

The silence that filled the void around,
snowflakes consoling the mother,
and bringing me hug,
making me drop my thought of death,
I heard my mother, as I'd have
departed to a forever.

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She stood with dandelions in her hand
the example perfect for her life,
walking away with every breeze.
Every part leaving reminded,
how she herself was one

w i t h o u t e x i s t e n c e
f o r l o n g e r

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When the wind blows
and the dandelions fly its way,
it is the earth making a wish.

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If I blow out the dandelions
infront of you, you should
clearly know whom I'm wishing for.

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