We sing see saw margarydoor
And swing in the dappled shade
Your laugh is a gurgle
I feel in my chest
Sunlight flickering against my eyelids
Me with my mother
My sons
And now you
See saw margerydoor
You lean back
I sigh
Swing higher
look into the sky
And we are almost one
As I melt
And become
My entire life in one motion
Love
Is attention
It is noticing the moments
Dimpled fingers
Strawberry leaking on your shirt
The way your pinkie stretches politely
As you stuff that berry in
Grin
And say “more”
Broad solid little feet
Pattering pigeon toed
Curling under the high chair
Just out of reach
Of Chiefy’s nose
Surprisingly fast on the flat
Careful
Don’t tumble
Oh!
Ouch on the hot sand
Stuffing them into crocs
Wiggle wiggle
I still help a little
But you’ve mostly got it now
All of it
Clumsy to capable
Growing so fast
These days are precious
See saw margarydore
Round and round the garden
This little piggy
I’ll be boring soon
But you
You will endlessly fascinate me
Like your Dad before you
Loved so deeply
You steal my attention
Completely
Bringing me into the moment
Filling it with joy
Laying down myriad memories
Weaving your bright soul
Into my mind
And heart
Sealing it in there
Thank God
I have them all nailed down
For now at least

I reckon this is a truly lovely poem, Kate. Thank you for sharing your joy.
Thanks DD