May 2020
On paper its a child's
sun
it is bright yellow
there are green lollipop
trees
an expanse
of blue for water
a crude
forgery no doubt
of a classic he once saw
and was so moved
Whit Howland © 2020
sun
it is bright yellow
there are green lollipop
trees
an expanse
of blue for water
a crude
forgery no doubt
of a classic he once saw
and was so moved
Whit Howland © 2020
Appreciation of greatness in my own amateur words.
Written by
Whit Howland
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