If sunlight fell like snowflakes,
gleaming yellow and so bright,
we could build a sunman,
we could have a sunball fight,
we could watch the sunflakes
drifting in the sky.
We could go sleighing
in the middle of July
through sundrifts and sunbanks,
we could ride a sunmobile,
and we could touch sunflakes—
I wonder how they'd feel.
Frank Asch, “Sunflakes” from Country Pie (New York: William Morrow & Company, 1979). Copyright © 1979 by Frank Asch. Reprinted with the permission of the author.
Source: Ring Out Wild Bells (1992)
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