skipping stones

Squirming at first  

oozing across the floor

Wiggling and swimming 

in a carton

Of plastic 

your car seat

center stage

Eyes bright, fearful

of curiosity

Climbing 

little heights

To the place 

of better

a look around

The bounce

in your legs 

Gave way to lungs

that sustained

Laughing

Laughter

yes it will be ok

Suddenly

surround by strangers 

Made you yearn 

again to crawl

But all parts of you 

knew yet

Something worldly could be found

Mystery and reason 

making sense of it all

Your person then melds inside 

And out

While each bridge 

our crossing

hands held tight

Let way

and let go

For now the 

greatest love

Is one to let you 

Be 

on your own way…