A happy little poem about my daughter and me.
Z & I do a cartwheel
And look at the world upside down
The mud is blue, the sky is brown
And there’s a smile in every frown
Z & I go for a run
And the park is in full bloom
We chase a firefly; follow the moon
And stop to listen to a musician’s tune
Z & I climb a tree
And hang on it like monkeys
The branch breaks; bitten by bees
We fall down and scrape our knees
Z & I go tandem biking
And we think we know it best
She goes east, I go west
And the bike sadly gets laid to rest
Z & I sit on a bench
And start thinking out aloud
A bird poops over us, screeching loud
And bursts our big thought cloud
Z & I hum a tune
And mess up the words all wrong
The verse is short, the chorus long
And for a toss, goes the song
Z & I start to paint
And the colors spill all over the page
Yellow turns red, Black goes beige
And the work of art is on our face
Z & I sit to write
And we print a funny scrawl
It starts up stocky, ends up tall
And makes absolutely, no sense at all
Z & I open up board games
And we decide to play Scrabble
We make words from our daily babble
And there’s a new language on the table
Z & I start to jive
And our hands and feet go out of sync
I step on her, she goes all pink
Time to vamoose, we both think
Z & I decide to bake
And we hope it’ll be a yummy cake
We mix everything we need to make
And end up instead, with a chocolate shake
Z & I curl up in bed
And are tired from all this goofing around
We snuggle, cuddle, hoping to sleep sound
With a thud, we wake up on the ground
Z & I laugh our heads off
And her big black eyes speak with glee
“There’s no other way we’d rather be”
She said, with her arms around me!
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