Dandelion
He was a dandelion,no petals,no tree
He was the most beautiful flower
in the garden of my love,
He took the pieces of my heart
Saved them down in his roots
I was running right behind ,
just to see what he would do.
My dandelion looked at me
Asking to send him away
In the garden full of trees
Where no human could break his peace
Little dandelion,broken and fragile,
asked me to move over the sea
So when the dandelion would
get dried and die
I wouldn’t be there to see.
The dandelion forgot
I saved his life once before
With tears rolling down my face,
I wish I could have saved him once more.
The dandelion died,right in front of me,looking me in my eyes.
And when the pain hit my chest,
I knew I’d find him in paradise.









