Kindergarten letters, bold and bright
shout to the mountaintops
If you love something, set it free
with lemons-make-lemonade cheer
But the world has teeth,
or so the man says
from little girl smile to lupine fangs
all the better to eat you with
my dear
And, oh, sweet soul
as the haze of life's burnt offering clears,
and clear it will
You will see.
When Abraham said no
Isaac died.