A poem.

Since you started to get around

with your wounded dog method,

I have noticed a new energy to your little

mind and body.

You are into everything!

A glass of water

mistakenly left on the living room floor

becomes a huge puddle.

Diapers stuck underneath an end table

are scattered everywhere;

wet with drool.

Vertical blinds dance wildly…

I can’t believe my eyes.

You have changed so much

since only yesterday.

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  • papaleng on May 24, 2009

    beautiful and I can see your happiness seeing your child growing up so quickly.

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