~the Dandelions Were Listening~ Poem by Mary Nagy

From the unique title, we proceed to a novel piece. The style and structure is fantastic. You take a theme, one that speaks of the hope of innocence, and make it real. At first there seems to be a sense of naivity, but that hide a question that occurs to a lot of us: Is ignorance a blessing? Sometimes it seems that way. This is an outstanding write Mary that can be both unsettling and comforting at the same time.

Mary, Ok...I actually read the poem...cuz I hate dandylions, and can't get em off my lawn fast enough (thank you for spreading their seeds! LOL) But what I found was a very deep poem that I loved, mostly because it hit's very close to home...the wishing part. Nicley done! Hugs, Dee

Mary, I have read all four of your excellent poems recently posted and I am so in awe of your honesty and bravery and this poem is such a perfect ending for a very courageous little girl who grew up and away from those ties that bound her and could have so easily swamped her life with the same polluted ocean of misery. Hope you are feeling better since your op and all is good with the family. Well done. All those poems just made me want to cry for you but now I'm smiling, cus wishes do come true, you just have to want them enough to. Tai