Dandelion Blues
And just as a seed on a dandelion do not be afraid to lose yourself in the wind and dance around in the air long enough until you find a suitable home
You may have stranded from where you began but you will regrow twice as strong as you ever were
Instead of being cornered in a garden full of plants, you will now fill fields for all people to see
And they will continue to call you a weed after all that you've done
You will continue to regrow. Your strength will not be tamed by those who do not see your beauty.
-M.H
This poem is about:
Me