mija
 
at some point
all the silly faces
giggles and laughter
will stop,
 
and my little girl
will look past me,
move on
 
for today though
this sunshine
and funny songs,
six-years and counting,
loves me to pieces
 
wish i could bottle up
her adoration
pure innocence
 
“grandpa?”
“yes mijita”
“i sang a new song today in school”
“you did, that’s great, sing it to me”
 
“i love my grandpa,
he loves me too…
we go to the park and  laugh and plaaayy
i love my grandpa,
he loves me toooo”
 
she stops, looks up at me
with that goofy smile,
my heart, in her tiny hands
 
“please, please, never grow up,”
i whisper
 
“what grandpa?”
 
“that was great mija,
sing it to me again”
 
 
© Charles Mariano   5/1/10