[definately Yours] Poem by Frozen Beauty

count the fingers
and count the toes-
a mouth so small beneath
a precious little nose;
[then she makes a fishy face]
sitting turns to rolling over
as whimpers turn to cries-
then you come to the rescue
and tears turn to a smile;
[then she makes a fishy face]
crawl around the room
to touch anything she can-
now hobble to and up the stairs
as she holds your hands;
[then she makes a fishy face]
she'll sit in your lap
as you both eat cheerios-
then you take out a camera
now you and baby - vogue.

(06/17/07)
{dedicated to danielle blake}