Learning to dance
Mar. 22nd, 2011 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He crawls to me, wobbly even with hands and knees;
I lean down and hold out my hands.
First one hand is grasped, then two.
He pushes down against them, and rises to his knees.
Now the hard part. I lift my hands a little;
He pushes again and struggles, makes it to his feet.
Hands gripping mine tight, I watch him grin and sway.
Dance with me, my child.
Someday, you will grasp some other woman's hands,
And you will hold each other up,
Hold each other tight,
But today, you dance with me.
I lean down and hold out my hands.
First one hand is grasped, then two.
He pushes down against them, and rises to his knees.
Now the hard part. I lift my hands a little;
He pushes again and struggles, makes it to his feet.
Hands gripping mine tight, I watch him grin and sway.
Dance with me, my child.
Someday, you will grasp some other woman's hands,
And you will hold each other up,
Hold each other tight,
But today, you dance with me.
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Date: 2011-03-22 03:57 pm (UTC)Best to you both!
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Date: 2011-03-22 04:40 pm (UTC)On Friday, after
I picked him up and sat down in our rocker, and he was asleep on my lap in moments.
It was so strange. I remember when he hated being put down, but that night he refused to be held and comforted until he had accomplished his goal. All I could do was be nearby in case he wanted me.
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Date: 2011-03-22 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-22 04:56 pm (UTC)Aww...
Date: 2011-03-22 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-25 06:40 am (UTC)