Our bodies traveled slowly through the field that evening Sun falling somewhere between rest and arrival I bent down and picked up a dandelion You told me that as a girl wishes came true When you believed in something deep enough That nature would blow the truth over our lives
Then we became adults
So I wandered through the same field years later Finding a dandelion that without a doubt Had your name inscribed in the stem I looked closer and found the wishes Engraved in each seed Spring loaded for my breathe to take them away
A poem I want to create into spokane word, but this is all I have as of right now. I would love feedback or thoughts on it as is. Thanks guys.