child eyes


I know this wasn’t a dream.

The popsicle–it was right here.

I’ve looked everywhere–

–well, everywhere enough at least.

I ask the baby if he knows.

He jumps up from his chair.

“We’ll find it, Mama.  We’ll find it.”

He doesn’t say that, but that’s what he says.

The baby looks around from room to room.

Truth is–he doesn’t know either.

But he hopes.

2 thoughts on “child eyes

  1. You capture something so small – but so “yes” – it is sometimes hard to comment for lack of “good reason”.

    And I think you have allowed me to “get it” in writing that comment! Thank you!1

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