Dandelions

Dear sky,
Did you see me,
In the lights of their eyes.
Worthy,
To be held that high?

For I have open hands,
With a wounded soul.
A heart that’s yet to mend.
But willing to give all,
Care
And love.

Like dandelions.

Travelling at a distance.

Across
              Seas
                       Beyond
                                     Boundaries.

~S.H.~