Dandelion Seed

There's a dandelion seed

caught in your hair.

A fluffy wisp of white and grey

hanging there, 


in your frothy crown.

A shimmering seed held

like a star in a wiry halo 

made by the light.

Blow it away.

Perhaps you will,

if I tell you it's there.

Blow it away.

But it looks so beautiful

suspended there.

I won't tell you.

I'll just admire it's beauty

as it hangs

in your hair.

Blow it away.

No, I won't.

It will leave soon enough.

Best not to rush these things.

Who knows where

they will end up

after all.



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