Photo Memoir

A treasured photo of a moment past In which my arms a newborn baby lies The love I feel now I hold her at last As I gaze into my young cousin’s eyes Her chubby face I utterly adore Her little head upon my arm takes rest Right now this baby’s all that I care for As all I want for her is but the best But now she’s grown and rarely quiet and still Her thriving mind like budding flowers blooms She talks and walks and climbs with brazen skill Deep down I know her wondrous future looms Whatever happens I hope she still knows That she will always be my “Tiny Toes”