Saturday, April 3, 2010

She reached for me today

She reached for me today

She reached for me today.
The soft black curls
The chubby cheeks
The sober eyes.
She paused, and
stretched her little hands for me.

Into my arms
she fell.
Soft and tubby,
Round and snugly,
Curls brushing my chin
All safely tucked in.

Alert from day one.
She has watched
So intensely.
Little observer
She gazed, and
Kept her secrets to herself.

Today I passed the bar
Met the test
And measured up
I was accepted.
Her little self
Reached out for me today.

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