There you are
Precious one
Barreling across
The playground
Backpack smacking
Along your back
Bump Bump Bump

I try to wait
By the gate
But my feet
Move me quickly
Toward you
Impatient am I
To be with you

It’s silly really

But then
Your eyes catch mine
And I am riveted
by the thrill apparent
On your face
How lucky I am
To be your mommy

©2014 Jill Baker