Silly Face

A funny grin,

a look-at-me

and laugh,

a catch-me-if-you-can

run right at me as I sit

on the floor pretending

not to notice so that

I can trap you 

as you pass,

and my heart

is full as you say

I love you in every

giggle and hug,

every pummeling

run that knocks

me over as you 

once more trust

these aging arms 

to catch you,

our own game of Little

Red Rover, and that

glint in your eye

and sly grin

assure me

the resulting 

deep tired

I will feel is

so very worth it,…

oh, child, how

I love each silly

part of you.

—C.L. Fisher, June 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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