Sun Leaf


soft cream cheeks

honey tangled hair

limbs growing longer each day

he feeds himself with a spoon

says words like “recognize”

and tells me I am a masterpiece


three and three quarters

time, vanished

hundreds of captured moments

photos and footage of a different boy

always altering, like a landscape


cobalt watering can in his hands

sun blessed bottom and bare feet

saturday morning

sun leaves, sun wood, sun face


My delight is bigger

than my body.

by S.W.K


PoetrySophie Ward