Her tiny hands reach out
Into an unfathomable universe
Bending time like light
I feel I have been holding
Her bottle for hours
Yet 10 minutes has passed
According to the clock
She is 5 months old
But it seems like yesterday
She was plucked from her mother
And held up puppet style
Like a surreal piece
Of street theatre
Is this the function of children?
To gauge our own aging
Or to teach us about mortality?
She holds her own bottle now
In place of my wife’s missing breasts
Crawls toward toys like treats
Laughing, talking, smiling
Time ticks a tock and still
She has such tiny hands
© shaun patrick green 2014
10 min, 5 months, 3 years ... its an age and a blink of an eye all at once! k xxx
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