No news of Thomas for a while
I miss my nephew's cheeky smile
He crawls with ease on kitchen floor
And opens cupboards to explore.
I recall my brother at that age
At 15 months the “touch all” stage
We all looked out and kept eyes peeled
As plugs and sockets were revealed.
He's curious, this mini man
To foray any way he can
His latest exploit is a thrill
Let's make the sink bin contents spill.
But Mummy sees what he's about
A camera click and he's found out!
No sense of guilt upon his face
That cheeky smile remains in place!
(c) Poet in the woods 2015