small child with blue eyes and yellow curls
he is tumbling in the sunshine
among the daffodils and primroses.
she lies on the grass in a linen dress
watching the forsynthia blossoms
falling into a little pool.
a gold finch sways on a budded tree
and cocks his little head.
the child’s laughter is like a song
as he flings his ball into the air.
it hovers for a moment in acacia trees
then drifts away upon the wind.
the ball drops into thick grass
like a grapefruit dropping from a branch
and as he plunges after it
the boy is like a downy yellow chicken,
just out of the egg.
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