Wish Granter

There's a dandelion in my palm.

It's speaking healing words

And telling me the wishes of others.

Oh how I wish to make them all

Come true.

But it's not up to me, I'm only

There to listen to its songs.

My wishes are just as ordinary

And I'm waiting in line.

Although, I do love to hear

The whispers from the wish granter.

Our time will come when florets fly.