Something Wonderful

Something about this poem made me think of warm summer nights and velvet moons:

A Boy, A Lake, A Sun

My little boy, the vast, still lake,
And the big low sun
Keep each other company
Now the day is done.

The child is quiet, and his curls
Are full of evening light,
He sits in utter confidence
On the edge of night.

A little golden bubble cast
Up from eternity,
The sun is just as much his friend
As the evening bee.

He does not know he is small
Or different or apart,
The sun is not a grander thing
Than a daisy’s heart.

But he is pleased to have me come
And moves to let me sit
Beside him and the setting sun,
And I am proud of it.

Robert P. Tristram Coffin


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I am a writer and this is a motivational blog designed to help both writers and aspiring writers to push to the next level. Key themes are peak performance, passion, overcoming writing roadblocks, juicing up your creativity, and the joys of writing.
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3 Responses to Something Wonderful

  1. Toby Stein says:

    This poem, unfamiliar to me until now, is doubly wonderful. It offers captivating details and contains a subtle lesson for the remaining child in us all.

  2. Janis says:

    I love the last verse – I can relate to it so much. Thank you!

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