Wishes on the Wind
Wishes float from seeds of youth, flying in the afternoon breeze.
The sunny skies bake my flesh to a beautiful golden brown.
The ocean laps at my feet as I envy the seagulls's ability to be in two places...feet firmly on the ground; yet able at a moments notice to take flight.
Waves crash as the horizon beckons the sunset to meet it at twilight.
Sandpipers call it a night as the stars twinkle to see which can be the best and brightest.
She breathes in and breathes out the salty air bringing remembrance of making dandelion wishes. Creating wishes on the wind.