Thursday, July 19, 2012

Making It Up As We Go Along

I have a small friend
Who's just beginning to pretend,
To have her toys act out small scenes
Such as night-night, wake up, and snoring in between.

She can cover a hundred sheets of paper
With frantic scribbles, wriggle out of any diaper
Accessible to her stubby fingers and run around
Announcing "I'm naked!" as she stomps the ground.

Being much older, I pretend to give the commands,
Make the decisions, keep the upper hand,
An elaborate improv I also play with my whole world
But never so contentedly as with this mighty little girl.

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