Why does Aloka skip, instead of walking?
Why does she break out into a song, in the middle of talking?
Why does she fling her arms around in joy?
And when she sees me spying, suddenly becomes coy?
Why is her laughter so infectious?
Why does she jump up and down for no purpose?
Why does she hug me so tight?And say things that make my head feel light?
Why does she like to clamber on my back?
Fling her legs around my neck?
Why does she look at me with such happy eyes?
Why not? It's her right. She is a child!
nice one, mommy!ReplyDelete
But really, everything in them is a miniature of us adults, except these spontaneous bursts of physical action and pure joy! Where does it come from? Where does it go?ReplyDelete