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She Was a Dandelion Seed In The Wind

by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Once upon a time in a garden
There was a seed that the wind blew
Dancing, like a ballerina in the air
Up and down and round it threw
In a dance that was enchanting
The parachuted passenger seed of dandelion
In the flamenco passion of the wind
Looking like a creation devine
And chance would tell where it lay
And time would tell where it grew
Such a seed was she blowing into my life
That girl from Italy I once knew.

Sometimes you have to catch a seed
To hold it close and lose it never
But I let her blow away
And so lost her forever
I will never forget her smile
Though I forget her last name
That dandelion seed in my life
That I failed to plant and tame.

All dandelion seeds are the same they say
And true as that may be
I knew in my heart there was the chance
She was the one for me.
But if the garden of my heart
Was good for her to grow
I never had the courage to ask
And so, shall never know.

So when you see a dandelion seed you desire
Grasp it in your hand
And blow its parachute away
With love... strand by strand.
Or you will be like me
Full of regret because
A wind blew her over the garden wall of my life
And I lost a love that never was.


Posted on 09/23/2010
Copyright © 2020 Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/24/10 at 03:14 PM

...tomas, after hearing you on UTube, i can now "hear" you when i read your wonderful brogue words. and lovely poetry you have here and [seriously] all over.

Posted by Mo Couts on 10/22/11 at 03:15 PM

What a wonderful Poem of the Day selection! Congrats to you and bravo on this awesome piece of work!

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