Dandelion

What I’m looking for

 

They always say

they hope I find

what I am

looking for,

and then I laugh

and walk away.

 

I look for nothing

everything

 

I look for those

who soar and wander,

through the hidden doors

and down the paths

that don’t exist

 

I look

for weeds on

pampered lawns

 

I look

for dandelions

unhindered,

even loved.

 

Dandelion de la Rue  May 29, 2012