She’s in her father’s arms
Peering out at the world
With large blue eyes.
They are sitting at the table
Across from me, eating away.
She wants to go for a walk
And visit every one around.
She speaks out on what she doesn’t like and giggle when she does.
Her eyes look out in restlessness.
Tired
They say
Daddy, I need a nap
She manipulated the table
To free her from her daddy’s arms.
However, she is not allowed
Her daddy picks her and
carries her down the stairs
to keep her from bothering
those who are intrigued.
3/14/1997
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