They have no mouth, but seem to speak A thousand words so mild and meek. They have no eyes , but seem to see And bury thoughts into me. 1/3 To see more photos and stories join us on Facebook and Instagram xoxo


A Dandelion

I was a dandelion puff....Some saw the beauty in me and stooped quietly to admire my innocence. Others saw the potential of what I could do for them, so they uprooted me, seeking to shape me around their needs. They blew at my head, scattering my hair from the roots, changing me to suit them.… Continue reading A Dandelion