This morning
I made the sun.

I wove it from hair
left on my pillow.

I blew toothbrush hot breath
into its face.

I spun it a smile
from my orange juice

and then I flung it
into the sky like an open window.

This morning I made the sun
because the moon needed washing.

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Illustration courtesy and copyright, Jools Wilson.