Babies

Fascination without hesitation the top spins round and round

Bobbing, weaving, movement skipping, until it lies itself down

Bouncing at first throw, the second not quite as high, the third and fourth,

then many little, until it settles to the ground

The shake of the rattle, and then more and more, to provide a new sound,

to delight, give substance to agility, a new sensory has been found

A siren passes by, a slight turn of the head,

a look off to nowhere a questioned glance over to mom or to dad

The cat jumps down, not as graceful as it thought, and scares me as I play,

I pay but momentary attention, then go about my way

A quick wipe of my face, a slight aroma wafting near,

a smile on my face, just so we are clear

Then a nod, as eyes begin to close, a little more wobble while on my butt,

but I will fight, and try, certainly, to-shake it off

But higher powers in control of my life, will dictate what is best,

will lift me, then put me down, but actually for their rest

But I’ll be ready much earlier than them,

to get a jump on my day, maybe a little noise to help,

help them on their way

They’ll come quickly, and speak kindly, I’m the king,

don’t you know, as I provide gentle persuasion, as I begin to grow

But the Love that surround me, is always felt and known,

making me happy, it’s so grand to be within this home