12 Poems Of Joy - VI
VI
Dandelion, understanding,
stands and stretches
into the hot air
and cheerfully, happily,
is annhiliated,
torn asunder,
drawn to Heaven.
Labels: poetry
posted at 7:32 PM - permalink
Monday, August 28, 2006
2 Comments:
Poor dandelion!
Interesting reading, though.
- By 
Catherine Bronte, at
Tue Aug 29, 03:18:00 PM BST
Sad and happy dandelion.
- By Neal Romanek, at
Tue Aug 29, 05:37:00 PM BST
