Written by Emily Harstone | June 12, 2017
Her wishes turned to fairy dust.
Softly, she cast her dreams away
She breathed creativity in, now exhale.
Seeds are blown, lives are changed.
Ah! The innocent age of wishes!
Would they return this time?
She wondered if they’d return.
One deep breath, millions of dreams!
Dreams spread through fields, creating worlds.
A young wind blew dandelion greetings.
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Her wishes turned to fairy dust.
Softly, she cast her dreams away
She breathed creativity in, now exhale.
Seeds are blown, lives are changed.
Ah! The innocent age of wishes!
Would they return this time?
She wondered if they’d return.
One deep breath, millions of dreams!
Dreams spread through fields, creating worlds.
A young wind blew dandelion greetings.