as five bare toes, slightly spread, felt
their way to explore below the chair on which
his belly laid. He played in the room
of vinyl and steel, of strangers and sounds: a waiting
place, not knowing what he was waiting for
(both years of his life). All he knew was taste
and touch, smell and sound. And now another
sense was just in reach of those five
bare
toes,
slightly
spread.
Two days later he sat straight up with eyes
wide open in wonder: to a brand new world
filled with shadow, shade, light and radiance.
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April Poem A Day prompt: "To (blank)...:
This makes me think of a child who is uncertain but then wakes up to a new day filled with endless discovery.
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impressive.