The Mistake Poem by Alicia Elsbeth Stallings

The Mistake

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The mistake was light and easy in my hand,
A seed meant to be borne upon the wind.
I did not have to bury it or throw,
Just open up my hand and let it go.

The mistake was dry and small and without weight,
A breeze quickly snatched it from my sight,
And even had I wanted to prevent,
Nobody could tell me where it went.

I did not think on the mistake again,
Until the spring came, soft, and full of rain,
And in the yard such dandelions grew
That bloomed and closed, and opened up, and blew.

Erin Valencia 14 November 2022

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MAHTAB BANGALEE 13 November 2022

beautiful poetic gist about mistake; mistake can be happened but not frequently; nice to read the poem

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Savita Tyagi 28 March 2021

Lovely poem. Recently chanced upon your poem Daedal. So glad to see your presence on PH

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Alicia Elsbeth Stallings

Alicia Elsbeth Stallings

Georgia / United States
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