Dandelions

Keira Schaefer

I walk outside into the grey sky

Everything around me is dull

Today was a terrible day

A dandelion is in the distance

The white fluffy seeds begin to fly

I smile at the happy memories 

My hand gravitates towards the weed

I pick it up and blow

Thousands of seeds fly through the air

Like snowflakes in summer

My once frown is a smile

I spy another 

Running towards it 

I pluck it out of the ground

I spin around in joy

The seeds soar through the sky

Laying back on the grass

My face breaks into a grin

The simple things

Keira Schaefer is a thirteen year old poet who loves expressing herself through her literary work. She has won three prizes including an editor’s choice award week one at bmpvoices.com. Other than writing poems she enjoys gymnastics, playing harp, ice skating and photography.