The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Dandelion Puffs

A breeze releases them. They rise and soar.
And without wings, quite easily they fly.
Just make a wish; they’ll grant you many more.
With just one breath, they scatter to the sky.

A breeze, a breath is all they’re waiting for--
no more than just a whisper or a sigh.
They go to seed but bid you to explore.
They’re yours to keep, although they pass you by.

In corners that you’ve chosen to ignore,
the dandelions thrive and do not die.
They greet you every morning at your door.
And if you frown, they never ask you why.

From something as unwelcome as a weed,
to worlds of wonder these excursions lead.

About the Writer

Alan M Sugar

Alan shares his poetry in Decatur, Georgia where he currently resides. Now retired from teaching special needs children in the public schools of Atlanta, he works as a writing tutor at Perimeter College of Georgia State University. Alan writes many poems, and you can find some of them in the Atlanta Review, The Jewish Literary Journal, The Lyric, The Ekphrastic Review, The Awakenings Review, RFD and … the Dirigible Balloon.