Child Prodigy

By A.E. Bayne

tiny yellow-green

brush stroked buds.

remind me of crayons

in Pennsylvania

when I was Monet

as a child.

a child

with greenness.

unknown Monet

or budding

Pennsylvania

hills, only colored crayons.

painting with crayons

made me a child -

not in Pennsylvania

but in the chilly green

budding

years. Monet

knows Monet,

but I have lost the crayons

whose waxy buds

create the child.

always was green

first from the box in Pennsylvania.

definitive Pennsylvania

and ever Monet,

the green

fades, melting crayon

tears of the child

like flower buds.

wither the buds

for a grave in Pennsylvania

to the child

Monet

whose box of crayons

lost its green.