Monday, 7 July 2014

Thomas - at 6 Months Old

My little nephew’s latest phase
180 or so days -
Six months have flown since he arrived
A tiny scrap, eyes open wide.

From “slug stage” fed on mother’s milk
This mini creature, soft as silk
Now beams and smiles and nods his head
Looking seraphic when he’s fed.

Rolling over on his tum
Has been a source of constant fun
He now can sit up and survey
With growing interest each day.

His brain expands; he’s learning fast
He watches people as they pass
He recognizes Mum and Dad
To Granny he’s a special lad.

There’s a twinkle in his deep blue eyes
But what he thinks is a surprise
Never fear – he knows what’s what
And uses all the sounds he’s got!

Rug-bound, sitting on the floor
The world is out there to explore
Staying put won’t do at all
Methinks Thomas soon will crawl!

(c) Poet in the woods 2014

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