White shirt sprinkles with colorful butterflies,
The brown grass like layer underneath
Two fingers in the haven of the mouth
And two hints of tiny teeth
Eyes so big hearts could melt
My breath takes a wondrous gasp
You can see the process as she contemplates
The distance it would take to grasp
Wobbly body does a shiver
As her hands come down on fives with menace
She threatens to topple but then does not
Puts one knee ahead then another with no finesse
One and two steps of crawl
And then with a thud she does plummet
With razor sharp focus she slithers ahead
Ever accelerating on her stomach
Within no time she has the prize
The rays of the iPhone setting her aglow
She uhs and uhs, fingers fiddling with nana's image
And chortles in triumph as Mama shrieks NO !!!
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