DAUGHTER
by Robin Shwedo
©: Robin Shwedo, 1985
She stands there,
puffed up,
proud;
knowing she can
do as she wants,
go as she pleases.
Free and easy,
light
and
breezy.
Joyous.
Little girl-child.
Two years old,
and, oh, so wise.
"Bird fly."
"Tree big."
Chortles at the touch
of flowers
on her cheeks;
dancy springy steps
in knee-high grass.
The world is new,
the world is good,
when seen through Erin's eyes.
Two-year-olds are at a magical age; no longer a baby, but not quite a big kid, they're learning to explore a little. This is part of my poetry book titled Love, Feelings and the Seasons of Life which is looking for a publishing home.
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