With Henry in my arms, we watched
The soccer players kick.
He laughed at every move they made -
Deliberate or quick.
He couldn't understand, of course,
(He's thirteen months of age)
So what got to his funny bone
Is really hard to gauge.
What seems to me quite ordinary,
Filtered through his eyes,
Becomes a new adventure
Simply bursting with surprise.
So as we watched, his all-out giggles
Filled me with delight.
The time I spend with Henry
Makes the world seem fresh and bright.
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