May 31, 2020

Sunflower Conspiracy

Child, look at me. I see your face, so much
        like my own. We have work to do,
        clean-up work. Let's get to it.

I'll send you my love – light – and conduct
        the winds and rains your way.
        You'll have to reach deep into

the ground beneath you to pull what else
        you need, up with some of the
        hurt that's been left there by time,

ignorance, carelessness, plain meanness.
        Together, and with help from the
        other four kingdoms, we'll do this.

We'll set this right, child. Just set your face
        on me until it's too heavy, then let
        your burdens drop, to start anew.