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A little dandelion seed head.
by Jack Kuperman
Friday, November 28, 2008

Rated "G" by the Author.

       
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     Dandelion lived in the garden behind the old house.

Dandelion lived in the garden behind the old house.

In the spring, he opened his flower and looked at the sun.

The weather was wonderful and dandelion felt good.

But with time, he began to dry and change until he became a seed head.

He did not care, because he still enjoyed sun.

However, one day, there was no sun in the sky and strong wind began to blow leaves from the trees.

Seed head looked at them and decided to go to sleep.

He did not care about those leaves.

Suddenly he felt movement.

He opened his eyes and saw that earth is far down.

What did he do here in the air?

Dandelion was not surprised.

He was never surprised.

But he was said, because he saw his brothers and sisters fly in other direction.

They flew to the garden.

And only he went up and up.

If he is in the air, it means that this is his journey day.

He heard about it from his parents and saw some of his friends go to their journey.

So today is his day.

He looked once more to the earth and saw that it came toward him.

He was falling down.

Very slowly but falling.

He felt that he touches a chimney and enters into it.

If he falls inside, he never will be reborn.

But he could do nothing.

He just looked how he descends into the hole until he stopped on the floor.

Dandelion looked around and saw some children run each after another.

They laughed and jumped from joy.

Suddenly an old woman entered the room and cried at them.

Children became quiet.

Dandelion did not know people's language, but he could understand that she said something sad to them.

They sat on the floor, and a little girl with short hair began to whine. Another girl with longer hair hugged her but Dandelion saw some water in her eyes.

He did not know exactly why there is water in her eye, but remembered the little girl who lived near his garden.

He remembered that one day she went out with grown up woman and put into the earth a cat.

She too had water in her eyes.

Dandelion though that it is water for new seed to grow.

So, here he saw two girls that put seeds.

But where? You cannot seed in the house.

Dandelion saw the door opened and felt a weak wind.

He began to roll towards the door.

And outside to the garden.

There a cat, jumped on him and with her paw threw onto the earth.

 Dandelion felt strange, like tickling. He said good-bye to all his brothers and sisters who left him in the garden.

He knew that he would never see them.

He wanted to fly too, but his legs were stuck in the earth

He laid there and looked into the sky?

Is it the end?

Will he never fly again?

He felt a drop fall near him.

Then another.

He felt how the earth gets softer and he slides inside.

And then he entered into little hole in it.

Dandelion felt so sleepy.

He said good-bye to the world and closed his eyes.

He did not know that it is just the beginning…

 

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