Dandelion Boy

Photo by Samuel B.

The history tour ends
in the cemetery filled with headstones,
dandelions, and fourth graders gabbling.
A slight boy runs to his teacher,
long-stemmed dandelion in hand.
Looking up into her face,
he silently presents his gift.
Harried, heedless, she blurts,
“That’s a weed!” and calls
the class to assemble themselves.
The boy begins to wilt
until a nearby Friend calls out,
“I love dandelions!
Can you pick one for me?”

Gay Norton Edelman

​​After decades writing and editing psychology and spirituality articles for magazines, Gay Norton Edelman turned to poetry as a form of self-care, contemplation, and service. She also works as a writing coach and spiritual life coach, and is a longtime member of Shrewsbury (N.J.) Meeting.

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