Look at you all-
off dancing in another hemisphere,
sewing pockets of sunflower
every footstep you take

Between the three of you,
you wrap my heart in a neat little
Christmas package?
Birthday present maybe-
crisp and prim like a pudding.

though there are seconds of minutes of days
where seeds of your image, droplets of your countenance
shatter my inhale or obstruct my vision-momentarily
I feel as if it were I that planted you
in the funny other hemisphere-
surrounded you with soily sunny happiness
*just to watch you grow