Title: Dandelion Author: abc3096
It's at the mercy of the wind. It doesn't know where it's going or how. It doesn't ask when, why or where it just does. I think in life we need to be more like it. More at the mercy of the wind. Be thankful for what you have .like the dandelion They might be gone with a single blow. Comments on "Dandelion "
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