dandelion baby by Michele Schottelkorbprecious baby plays with dandelions
makes apple pies from mud
what an irony of life
golden locks, loving blue eyes
tries to understand
this adult world
she has been subjected to
just craves love, and maybe a room
precious little one, ill try harder
03/24/2003 Author's Note: sometimes i am so wrapped in my own little world, that i forget my whole world is right in front of me...
Posted on 07/02/2003 Copyright © 2024 Michele Schottelkorb
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Jean Mollett on 07/02/03 at 10:41 PM Hi Michele,
It's lovely. Jean |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/14/04 at 11:12 AM I love dandelions and indeed they thrive all along the wilden path and are in harmony with such that see them for the beauty they really are and not weed. |
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