Dandelion Seeds

  He said, “Gram’s, I picked this for you.” One small outstretched hand held one dandelion that had seen better days. No longer green– Its golden petals were now full of white powdered seeds. “Do you want me to blow it,” he said, with large three-year-old eyes that still see the wonder of God’s creation. “Yes, Emmitt, blow it.” “Watch Granny,” he said, as he … Continue reading Dandelion Seeds