Well, Thomas, time is marching on
At 9 months old, you're right on song
I'm told by parents and by Gran,
That now you're quite the little man!
Experimentation is the key
Your legs and arms don't just hang free
You've learnt to crawl – you're on the move
Upon your coloured rug – cool dude!
It's thrilling testing out the ground
But parents have to be around
You've put on weight, you forge your way
New movements now come into play.
Wow! hasn't life become exciting
Those new horizons are inviting
No longer sitting put – you stray
Your world grows bigger every day!
(c) Poet in the Woods 2014