Saturday, October 3, 2020
little fingers hold crayon firmly, giving house new look corner to corner, baby engaged in writing spree gleefully, don't try to interpret song, art, you hear? brothers homeschooled sit to work, guess who shows up on the table, snatches materials disrupts their task, forbidding is no use it is futile, whatever siblings do Baby assigns himself, does it better makes his own rules, who needs papers wall handy to triumph, unleash to your content freely express, leaving mark at this early age, am thrilled you own unique stage!
Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work,expression,nephew,siblings
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Nawi, two years and four months old, annoys his brothers a lot but he's just being himself. Making his presence felt is all.