Playfully. InNaPoWriMo Day 3

music dwarfAn imaginary poem on your biscuit

I read to you today.


Surprised your heart

a smile gave birth.

Twinkling eyes, curly hair

thought for a while

looking far away.

Then your light and mine

into our eyes simply met…

“The biscuit sounds, you said

the music dwarf is there”.

Oh tiny child, oh babe

just 30 months from birth away!

Surprised my heart,

a smile gave birth.

An imaginary poem on my memory

you drew for me today.