Dandelions

Dandelions

-by GS Arnedo
for English 14 1983



The unfelt breeze caresses the meadows
Of Dandelions in full bloom
Sweeping up like startled swallows
A hale of tufts, a shattered moon.

Each tiny tuft, is life on its own
A promise of beauty, of unparalleled delight
A wanderer, with destination unknown
To meander far, with nothing in sight

The tuft that falls on verdant land,
Shoots up in splendor, in majesty
To grace the fields amidst old hands,
Alive, awe-inspiring, an Entity

Mourn for the tuft that falls among weeds,
Unnoticed, unrealized, a promise unfulfilled,
For indeed, what is potential without deeds?
A priceless squander, Life unlived

-dedicated to OLPS Class of ’83,