The Dandelion Wish
I stand amidst a field of dreams-
I look at the collection, some appearing weak, others strong.
Searching for the right one to wish upon, to make my dreams come true.
I see her, among all the others, far from my reach.
I walk over, pull her from her bed, and close my eyes tightly bearing my wish.
With one strong, deep breath I blow and as I open my eyes i see that I have left her bare,
and there before me floats my wish, off to that special place where wishes go.
I gently walk back from where I have come, trying not to crush what may be someone else's dreams to be.
sally gupton, 1999
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