The Toddler Girl (1)(Refrain Stanza) Poem by Gert Strydom

Rosy her small finger points into the book
where we did the search for wild animals undertook
while like a small lion next to me she does growl
and with bended fingers she hoots like an owl,
on a canvas picture perfect she would look
where her vivid blue eyes are smiling at me,
to turn the page she asks softly
while the little girl does her tiny fingers into mine hook
where we did the search for wild animals undertook.

© Gert Strydom