I have felt her warm body,
listened to her quiet breath,
smelled her earthy loveliness.
It’s been a long three years, and I love her still.
I have known her and been a part of her, as she is a part of me.
We’ve been up and down and all around, and I love her still.
I have seen her crawl, wobble, walk, run, jump.
I have seen her smile, laugh, sign, talk, sing.
I have seen her demand, question, challenge, speak her mind.
I have seen her take flight.
Did I say long?
It’s been a short three years,
and I love love love her.
Happy birthday, Little Small, and hold tight!
We’ve only just begun.