Dandelion Fluff

Dandelion Fluff

I used to have a path … 

Well, I thought I should have a path

It was slow in coming … 

Seven long decades slow,

But, now I know ...

I’m just dandelion fluff, blowing in the wind
          

Funny thing, though, 

I’m enjoying the ride.

No excuses needed: 

... the wind did it.

No demanding, high-octane plans,
Just this way … and then that.

No one really cares.
Expectations are gone.

They just laugh …
roll their eyes,
saying “dandelion fluff,
blowing in the wind." 

And, as for me … ?

I wish I’d always known

I was just dandelion fluff.   

-- Joyce Wycoff