The little chubby hands held behind her back
a satisfied grin on her face
as she reveals her surprise for me
'I picked them for you, mommy'
Because it is just the briefest moment
in our life
that we get a dandelion bouquet
from the most pure and loving heart
Because one day soon
the field of dandelion will make me tear up
to think of the time that has passed
only the fragment of my memory
the moment not to be returned
I will take a dandelion bouquet any day
over a thousand roses
5 comments:
very sweet
Perfect photo and poem. It's such a blessing to be able to savor these moments.
So sweet!
Found your blog off of Marya's fb status! :)
Love!
Love!
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