Three

You are three,
and life is trains, and cars, and drums,
and imagining,
and understanding more and more.

You wake up with hopes of panpakes and eggies,
and life is full and new,
and you are bigger or smaller
depending on what you want to do,
or what you want help doing.

Thursday's surgery brought new words,
new sounds?
and new explosions of life.
You are above water
and so, so happy to be there.
And we are so, so happy with you.

The you that is no longer simply family,
But that has friends, and dreams, and others
outside and beyond,
and one day we will let you go there...

But now you are our three,
And we are on our knees because Grace is the only way
to love you
and cuddle up next to
your trains, and cars, and drums,
and imagining, and understanding more and more.