turns toward the sun
rolls his body languidly in the family bed
reaches his peachy arms to touch the sky
bends his slipper shell ear to listen
points his elfin toes in anticipation
tries to walk in his Daddie's shoes
crawls with purpose after the dog on all fours
stuffs his peony bud mouth full of golden eggs , then grins
laughs as if there is no tomorrow
my child
a tiny buddha
full of joy
for mama says om
