⚘ he held it between his fingers
careful not to let it go
he sat under the willow
his only safe haven
he closed his eyes
reminisced the good times
but that was in the past
he wanted everything back
he regret the mistakes
he regret his delinquency
and his faux pas
beneath his eyelids
he felt the breeze
what remains of his crumbled hope
his lips parted
and out came his blow
the dandelion segregated
up into the sky's rim
propelling his wishes to the lords
he watched
until there was nothing to be seen
miraculously
he retired to slumber
his dreams were promising
the next morning
everything changed
⚘ a new page was flipped over
