Baby years

Little fingers,
Little toes,
Tiny ears,
Tiny Nose.

Eyes so blue,
Looking around,
Ears alert,
Hearing the sounds.

Hands grasping at anything,
Within her reach,
Her mouth tastes anything,
And everything becomes her feast.

Small smiles,
Laughs so sweet,
Everything to her,
Seems so neat.

Red hair glistening,
Skin so soft,
Learning to crawl,
Soon she'll be off.

Baby teeth sprouting,
Tasting new things,
Her little mind's learning,
She grows everyday.

Soon she'll be talking,
She'll never keep quiet,
Soon she'll be walking,
And she'll gain new might.

Hungary tears,
Satisfyingly fed,
Naptime nears,
Upon her pillow rests her weary head.

World so bright,
Future great,
For now it's playtime,
No worries in her site.