What would it be like to
be the sun,
obliviously sending light
without caution?
Not knowing its
benefactors: this family
of tulips blooming in
today’s warm air,
the grape hyacinths
purpling up the path,
the groundhog nuzzling
the green ground for food.
How I wish we could pluck
the sun from its perch
and bring it down to us
on this Earth just to
show it what happens when
something is given
and given with no need
for thanks.
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