Entries from February 2008 ↓

Mysterious and secretive,
yet so full of life,
she studies the world through perfect sight.

Nothing escapes her,
as she ponders her thoughts,
so intent on her decisions it touches my heart.

So inquisitive and curious,
so perfect and pure,
she’s a masterpiece of love,
God gifted to us.

Flip, flop,
plop, drop.
Swirl,
twirl,
whirl.
Skitter,
hither,
disappear;
randomly they fly.

She wiggles
and giggles…
shimmies
and shakes…
Then changes blue Dorothy’s for Red Riding Hood’s cape.

she hops
blows me kisses…
skips, twirls
and whirls…
Then it’s off to the playroom, for blue Dorothy’s once more.

there’s Cinderella’s
and Pocahontas’…
Little Mermaid’s
and Tink’s…
But none have red slippers, that glitter with gold.

so tired
and sleepy…
her costumes
all worn…
Blue Dorothy’s red slippers, crawls into my lap.

curled
in my arms…
so precious
and sweet…
Blue Dorothy’s red slippers, falls fast asleep.