oh sweet child, do you still pluck a
dandelion to adorn every bouquet
of flowers that makes it your way?
is your world still sweet as it was
when you were younger? do you
still think of birds as kites for
the soul? does nostalgia ever bid
you to blow a grass whistle for
childish fun? is summer still your
favourite season? i still remember
your first harvest – cucumbers,
tomatoes, spring onions and shallots.
have you willed your world to be
as gentle as you or are your harvests
bittersweet now?
