Life buds impatiently in enfolded palms.
Fat little hands on dough-rolled arms
Pinching and grabbing curiously.

Now bundled and folded into sturdy arms,
Wondering into melting brown eyes,
An entire life sings back a question.

He breathes in the sweetness.
Joyfully cupping at overflowing cheeks,
Memorizing thankfully with calloused hands.