Little pink fists clutched tight around the stems, your wrinkled brow the picture of concentration, I wonder:

What do you wish for?

I told you, of course, of the wishes to be made on the dandelion heads — the ones like fluffy white clouds that fly away on the breeze. Your gasp of awe and giggles of delight are my own secret wishes come true, but again I wonder, what of yours?

Do you wish for that magenta bike we saw? That one you fell in love with immediately; that one that’s far too big for your little legs, but you insist you could ride with more assertiveness than people twice your size and more. I think I’ll wish for you to keep that determination, to help you through life’s tribulations.

Maybe you wish for another koala, though your collection is a little out of hand. Small ones, big ones. Soft ones, hard ones. You do treasure and care for them, however, and it makes my heart swell with pride. I wish that you’ll keep this sweetness, and never let it go. Hold on to your affections, your attentive, tender feelings, your kind-hearted soul.

I watch you purse your lips, close your eyes, and I wonder which wish you’ll make.

You’ll probably wish for a really big cake, or chocolates and sweets aplenty. Not that you need them, you’re spirited enough without! It’s tiring — and terrifying — but I wouldn’t change you for all the world. I might even wish for that, that boundless, unstoppable energy, that spark of pure life. I wish for that, for you, forever. The unadulterated joy in just being, that brazen thrill for life.

Your eyes spring open, and your lips puff out, your breath sending your wish to soar with the seeds.

I realise then, as you turn your beautiful blue eyes and summer bright smile on me, that my wishes are all for you. I rather think, when I see the love in your face, your little arms open as wide as they can go, that maybe your wishes are simply for me, too.

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    Margarida Brei
    Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
    1 year ago

    Such a sweet tale of childhood innocence and maternal love. Emily, you have perfectly captured a mother’s internal thoughts for her little one.

    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    Reply to  Emily O'Leary
    1 year ago

    ???

    Sandra James
    Sandra James(@sandra-james)
    1 year ago

    Beautiful story, Emily, you’ve captured the feelings perfectly. So many mothers and fathers all over the world will identify with this. Well done!

    Linda Rock
    Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
    1 year ago

    Beautiful Emily, just beautiful. A story written straight from the heart.

    Fuji
    Fuji(@fuji)
    1 year ago

    Emily, this story is beautiful and the picture is priceless. Could the picture be one of your own children? Great job all round!

    Thompson Emate
    Thompson Emate(@thompson-emate)
    Reply to  Emily O'Leary
    1 year ago

    Oh! Dear. My love to him.

    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    1 year ago

    Personally knowing the Mum and child in this story, it really touches my heart. He’s such a special little Munchkin and Grams hopes all his wishes are the very best ones too 🙂

    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    Reply to  Emily O'Leary
    1 year ago

    Don’t I know it. I’ll have a handbag full of dried up dandelions soon. I can’t throw them away!

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    1 year ago

    Hello Emily. Your story was perfectly made that captured my heart so much. Beautifully written.

    Lotchie Carmelo
    Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
    Reply to  Emily O'Leary
    1 year ago

    You’re welcome, Emily.

    Marianna Pieterse
    Marianna Pieterse(@marianna-pieterse)
    1 year ago

    This was beautifully written and portrays a mom’s wish for her child so well. Reading the last line, I think you might be right and that the little one’s wish certainly had something to do with his mom!

    Marianna Pieterse
    Marianna Pieterse(@marianna-pieterse)
    Reply to  Emily O'Leary
    1 year ago

    So true, Emily!

    Christer Norrlof
    Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
    1 year ago

    A very warm and tender story which gives a beautiful picture of the love and closeness between mother and child. The observations you make are precious and it’s obvious that they are both very lucky to have each other.

    Bella Minyo
    Bella Minyo(@bella-minyo)
    1 year ago

    Awww your story is so sweet and I can only imagine how much joy your little one brings you every day, despite how tiring it may be! I’m curious though Emily, is that your child in the picture attached? If so they look like a little bundle of cuteness!

    Thompson Emate
    Thompson Emate(@thompson-emate)
    1 year ago

    Wow! This is my best read thus far. I read it slowly. A touching piece. Well done, Emily.

    Shobana Gomes
    Shobana Gomes(@shobana-gomes)
    1 year ago

    What a lovely post. It is all-encompassing with heartfelt wishes. A heartwarming write.

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