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Dandelions

Contributed by djcooky_24 on Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 07:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



Dandelions

In a field of yellow flowers,
underneath the sun,
bluest eyes that spark with lightning,
boy with shoes undone.
He is young, so full of hope,
reveling in tiny dreams,
filling up, his arms with flowers,
right for giving any queen.

Running to her beaming bright,
while cradling his prize.
A flickering of yellow light,
within his mother's eyes.
She holds them to her heart,
keeping them where they*ll be safe,
clasped within her very marrow,
dandelions in a vase.

She sees love, where anyone else would see weeds.
All hope is found. Here is everything he needs.

Fathomless your endless mercy, weight I could not lift.
Where do I fit in this puzzle, what good are these gifts?
Not a martyr, or a saint,
scarcely can I struggle through.
All that I have ever wanted, was to give my best to you.

Lord, search my heart, create in me something clean.
Dandelions
you see flowers in these weeds.

Gently lifting hands to heaven,
softened by the sweetest hush,
a Father sings over his children,
loving them so very much.
More than words could warrant,
deeper than the darkest blue,
more than sacrifice could merit,
Lord, I give my heart to you.




Copyright © djcooky_24 ... [ 2003-05-03 19:05:00]
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Re: Dandelions (User Rating: 1 )
by etherealgurl on Tuesday, 20th May 2003 @ 02:05:40 AM AEST
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a very beatiful poem....as a mother..I found myself smiling w/ tears falling!


Re: Dandelions (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 01:28:33 AM AEST
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Odd coinciidence that my wife came in and remarked on some lovely daisies that had popped up in the back lawn.

Well I just had to mow round them didn't I

Definition of a weed.....a flower in the wrong place? (but who decides which is the right or wrong place)

Nice write. (try my "Love boat" it touches on the the theme in a different way.) What I liked most about your poem was it it spoke of real love. I've beem getting a bit fed up with a few of these surreal "masterpieces" about love
that are being written. Out of this world stuff about soul blood suicide etc etc

Looking forweard to seeing some more.........


Re: Dandelions (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 02:20:13 AM AEST
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Oh! This is soooo beautiful ... my son does this very thing for me ... I loved this poem very much ... Jan




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