dandelions

i want to write a poem

brimming with hope and wishes

but i’m just a naked dandelion

feeling lonely and suspicious

my dreams have all been scattered

and none of them came true

the wind has left me barren

waiting to be renewed

watch for wandering wishes

as i’m wilting with the wind

watch for wandering wishes

coming home to me again

i guess that i’m still rooted

and i see the joy born from my seeds

granting other peoples’ wishes

while i’m forsaken among the weeds

maybe the earth will take me

and i’ll have served my purpose

or maybe the wind will lift me

and i’ll float to some new circus

watch for wandering wishes

as i’m wilting with the wind

watch for wandering wishes

coming home to me again

for now i’m still here waiting

but i’m here and that’s enough

try to feel the earth vibrating

feel the wind shake up the dust