a rush of words

Words

He’s talking now,

he’s telling tales,

and he repeats

as he regales

dear Gram and me

with words so strong,

and thoughts so deep,

and bits of song.

He’s hatching words

to speak his mind.

He’s gushing words,

each one’s a trace

of what he’s learned

or redefined

or made to fit

the time and place.

This rush of words,

this glib embrace,

this triumph of

our youngest lad

is quite a thrill,

a gift each day.

His words are real

but lips and tongue

are still at play—

we don’t know what

he means to say.

We’ll love it more

when it’s all straight,

we understand,

his meaning’s clear.

For now we wait,

we make our sounds,

he doesn’t stop

or hesitate.

He’s in full voice,

it fills the ear,

the sounds of love

are what we hear.

September 2, 2015

Every kid gets to this place, don’t you love it?

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the beating hearts…by Nathaniel Hawthorne

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