Silly Thoughts
She sees dandelion tufts floating free
atop summer breezes, spreading their seed.
And she whispers, "If only that were me,"
her jittery heart longing to be freed.
She oft dreams of floating high in the sky
untethered from earthly reality.
She is to be married in late July,
and she is not so sure; she wants to be.
She saw yellow dandelions turn white
as time drained their vivid color away.
And it appeared to happen overnight,
making her reflect on her wedding day.
But she soon dismisses such silly thoughts,
for they tend to tie her stomach in knots.
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