For Now
your hands
have never
picked a flower
gripped an ice cream cone
opened a book
examined a seashell
tossed a ball
twirled your hair
pointed across the way
kept a beat
wiped a tear
painted wildly
clapped in delight
written a letter
captured a bug
maneuvered a wheel
put on a dress
helped you shout
splashed in the lake
squeezed a teddy
turned on a light
rolled out some dough
petted a kitten
dropped something
reached for a hug
but
they hold mine tightly, for now.
Happy 2 Months, lady Julia! Mama loves you so.
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