My Time My time is not my own,dandelions draw me on.Floating petalsbreezing free,I am the guardian of the garden. Wife and worker,daughter, carer,dog walker and dish washer MUM! I care for each one,cultivate.Tend,grow you upgive you sunshine. But once a full moon comes this Break within the clouds.A gap in tidesmy space in time. The wave starts whispering cautious courage.I clasp the penand I begin.