Gobbling Sunshine
When we were little girls
My mom used to give us raisins
I couldn't figure out why
Why would someone eat it?
Why put the little shriveled thing in your mouth?
But then she told us...
The sun had done that
So when we ate the raisins
It was like gobbling up the sunshine
And my sister immediately
Ate every single one of hers
But I just didn't understand
Why would I want to eat the sun?
And why did it shrivel up this poor
Little fruit, once full of juice
I also didn't go outside
Without a huge rain coat on
For fear of the sun shriveling me up like the raisin
It took years for my mom
To convince me different
And for the first time, I ate a raisin
The saddest part is
I liked it...
Hehe
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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