Breath on a Dandelion by Mike Williams 01/24/2016 @ 7:54 P.M.

Breath on a Dandelion by Mike Williams 01/24/2016 @ 7:54 P.M.

We ran far afield upon the wind,
of summer sun and blades of green grass.
I did not know how short time was then,
those wonderous days were not ment to last.
We were small and young both you and I,
and time held not yet its turn and sway.
Two boys in the prime of our life,
looking forward to our future days.

The fields we knew have since dissappeared,
and the old trees and tracks still live on.
We grew up and went separate ways,
and childhood grew distant and bygone.
You went to your high school and I mine,
but in our hearts were very much friends.
I often think about childhood days,
when we once chased the warm summer winds.

How we used to stare at the night sky,
and pointed out the constellations.
Then life took you away once again,
and each to our own destinations.
Sometimes I look up and remember,
how you used to point out Orion.
When you left this world so suddenly,
like breath upon a dandelion.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s