by Bethan Hay
Stand your ground I tell myself
The ground
cold
and strong
plant your feet
and grow as daisies do
spreading to a carpet
or as dandelions
which fly
as they are blown apart
so someone else can make
a wish.
Bethan Hay lives an island life in Orkney. She has been published by Perhappened, National Flash Fiction Day (UK), and is due in Versification. She was selected to be part of MumWrite. You can find her on Twitter @bethanhay_
