Reach

Nothing prepared me
Nothing I read
Nobody told me
No matter what they said
Knowing it could happen
Didn’t realise
How the tiniest thing
Could have changed our lives.

Two curious eyes
Follow each move
Ears cocked to every sound
Head twist to groove
Mouth falls in a soft ‘oh’
Then breaks into a grin
At a face she knows
Just where to fit in.

Intelligent pools
Drink every detail
Learning and listening
As I sing or tell tales.

Then that miracle moment
From when I’ll never be free
Two pudgy arms lift
– and she reaches for me!!!

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