I keep my dreams close together
All resembling one another
They are delicately held in place
Closely knit like the seeds on a dandelion
I planted them in the garden that is life
A long time ago now
But they remain
So insecure they must gather close
And rely on the root that is me
To keep them in place.
Nobody told me they could fly away
So quickly
I didn't even see them go.
You ran right through my garden
Carrying a wind behind you
That ever so gently
Blew my dreams away.
