#PoetryFriday.

Dandelion Dreams

She was a Dandelion in a field of flowers.
She stood out in the crowd,
Yellow as the sun
Brighter than the moon.

She fluttered in the breeze.

He was her protector
Guarding the field against the grass killers
and wielders of knives and garden shears.

Her fragility required his constant vigilance.
He would stand his ground
Against a sea of troubles.

When she called his name
He ran to her side
Smelled her petals
And fondled her stem
Gently letting her know that he was hers
forever.

When the blades came
He brought his gun
and removed the threat
Letting her know
That she could grow in peace
Into the most beautiful flower
in the field.

He would never leave her.