He calls me a Purple Sky
Glittering with pinholes of light
His Sunflower Girl,
Rising with love to cure the world

Vibrant like the Earth in May
Stole his heart, his mind, his games
A song waking up in the morning
That he sings until the evening
And will hum every day forward

He talks about running barefoot into the Forest,
Through prickers, past chipmunks
I say, “Let’s go, forget the discussion.”
He has work to do, he just likes to think about it
Tantalize himself with the idea of being carefree

Money won’t bring you freedom
It will twist and tie you into a knot
Climb a tree with a good book
See how it feels to be one with the earth
As a human