Stella

Stella

by Edmund Siejka


We were visiting our grandchildren 
And heard that one of them  
Was having a hard time
Freeing himself from a car seat
Concerned or
Perhaps just a little curious 
I asked our four-year old granddaughter,
Stella, show Grandpa how you get out of your car seat.

Staring in my face with a slow full gaze
Her blue grey eyes held me in check
And I was afraid to ask what she was thinking
Her little fingers moved like lightning 
And before I realized what she had done  
She was unbuckled. 
See? Grandpa that’s how I do it.

Offering my hand as she got out of the car
She answered, I can do it!!
And without another word 
She jumped out. 

She knew that my wife and I practiced yoga
That evening as shadows crisscrossed the summer skies  
Stella called out to us 
Standing in the center of the living room
Like a little porcelain doll 
She waited until we were seated
Then she began 
Her smiling face and small hands
Made all the moves from the one-legged stance
To arms touching heaven.

We clapped and hugged her
Surrounded in our arms she called out
Mommy, Mommy come see what I can do.
Repeating all the moves for her mother
She ended her performance
With a graceful pirouette.

Glowing with pride and accomplishment
The spirit of this four-year old child
Captured our hearts.

Copyright © Edmund Siejka | Year Posted 2024

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