baby

so tiny, so little and perfect.

they freeze the world around them, all is

wrapped up in hands that are half the size of my palm

their hair light, tossing as they run, scamper.

I saw them in Prague and watched rainbows

dancing on their heels

as they ran through the fountain, droplets

arcing in sunlight from their tender toes.

I, a broken-wrecked immature adult

found hope in them, though they did not know it

my arms ache to hold them and love them.

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