My life is like a dandelion head

Gone to seed

The wind blows

Bits if me fly everywhere

Landing where they will

Some take root

Reproduce

Others fall away

Yield no return

Fall on fallow ground

Such is life.

I do not know

Where my seed will blossom

And where it will die

My job is to just be

The dandelion.

(c) Karen Lighthouse 2023

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