Baby face

• Marya Kaminski, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2003

Her chubby rose-kissed cheeks
wobble as she crawls.
Her eyes wide and full of wonder
take in the world around
her like a vacuum of knowledge.
She totters on unsteady limbs
tips and drops;
but not a tear permeates her dry
powdery cheeks.
Her face obscured
and eyes like slits
she trys again . . .
and again she slips.