Friday, October 2, 2020
it's mis morning time to nap, television mute brothers quiet, exchange in whisper or just stop, junior master needs his rest, he is up everyone make way, all over the place within seconds, mingles fast takes over the play, contained energy released in abundance, from mouth tons of demands ooze, which to tend first to suit the roamer, persuade to feed distract with ease, outsmart present offer on platter, keeps you on toes enjoy his world, such is a life of a two year old
Topic(s) of this poem: energy,gratitude,nephew
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Nawa is two years and four months old today. Auntie loves everything about you!