Dear Reese,
You are crawling with you knees off the ground Spiderwalking over the grass Barebottomed and free after a diaper change on the cottage lawn Your shirt is soaked from the kiddie pool You move like any moment you might push off your hands And stand But for now, when we walk down Lori Lane I hold you in my arms Switching you from hip to hip Letting you ride on my shoulders Until you pull my hair and dive for MorMor Walking through the back woods I imagine the signs we could create The names for the trails That will show you your way to the fairy stumps And the way back home
Love,
Mama