Ok, I’ll admit these aren’t very good, but I was in the mood to write a haiku conversation between me and C. Even though she can’t say more than six or seven words, I like to imagine I can read her mind, and express that through poetry.
come this way daddy.
I will lead you around, while
holding your finger.
I’m so proud of you
holding my hand so well, dear.
Your smile gives me joy
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too precious!
You’re one proud granny, aren’t you?