Curtains

When she was little, she didn’t know the right words to say

but I knew what she meant.

She flung the door open and cried that summer’s day:

‘I want my sun shining broken!’

I’d opened the curtains to let the sun shine in;

she wanted them closed. Children enjoy the dark

but I don’t, and now

my sun shining is broken

and my world is so, so dark.

First published in Reach

 

 

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