For The Pretty Souls Of Still Yellow Dandelions Poem by Frankie Renae

like missing him
or the stars or gravel
but today
I cried for someone
besides my self

for some one God
doesn't keep so lucky
for people
who mourn over seas
who die in vain
waters they love
for the dandelions
who fall in
winter with no one
to make a wish
on pretty souls
for others we let find
pain beneath
His beautiful sun
who passed it for-

words in a plague
to abandon their souls
and forget
that humanity
does still exist
for some one God
never sleeps from watching
for people
who love over seas
who die with veins
who breathe on land
for the dandelions
who live in
winter with nothing
but one small wish