Sonnet for Arran
Completely unselfconscious, you hold your
Lego storybook tightly in your right
hand. Small fingers turn glossy pages for
hours. Your eyes scan the pictures; short words light
up your face when I read them. Tell me what
passes through your brain. Tell me the crazy
plot lines a six-year-old can invent but
don’t tell me the dark death scenes. I’m hazy
on the precise details of whose side is
whose and what war your ninjas are waging.
Explain again when the dragon snorts his
fire why you don’t flee but seek the aging
sensei to save you. Your smooth skin, like snow,
might vanish in a landscape I don’t know.
8 replies on “Sonnet for Arran”
Great job Renee!
A subtle and beautiful piece. Thank you
Insightful into a child’s important world, capturing a precious fleeting moment
Perfect after spending a long weekend building one of those Dragon Lair Lego set! Thank you.
Renée, that’s wonderful. It encapsulate the love we have for our little boys. Where have these wonderful moments gone? Cherish them as long as youcan! I still have tears in my eyes …
Beautiful
I can so relate! Those little 6-year-old minds have quite an imagination.
Your writing perfectly reflects that moment. Wow!