Each time we dragged ourselves over the dusty hill to the murky water’s edgeYou would point out how all the big fish swarmed around my milky feetLike they were two tasty snacks. A child leading a child, you refused to budge,But it was not my place to repeat, you’ll get too cold if you stay in any longer.You lost one of your baby teeth in … Continue reading A Sonnet on Halcyon Days by Freya Rose Jenkins