My Sunflower Girl
Jun 28, 2021
A Sonnet
Grandpa’s season was a sunshine meadow,
and I scampered after him like a pup
as if there was little time to borrow
while we drank from summer’s plentiful cup.
*
“My sunflower girl,” he sang with each step,
A Sonnet
Grandpa’s season was a sunshine meadow,
and I scampered after him like a pup
as if there was little time to borrow
while we drank from summer’s plentiful cup.
*
“My sunflower girl,” he sang with each step,