Composed 5/2/14
Description: Today is my last day of classes in undergrad. While walking to my class, I noticed that the bright yellow dandelions that I always found so charming and friendly on the shaggy green hill had all turned white. And they had just been so bright yesterday. I couldn’t help think this was meaningful.
The dandelions turned white
Overnight
An ominous way to say goodbye
Fly with the wind and multiply
Scraps of Paper 