I lay abed, lazy, this morning,
My 7 year-old wrapped in my arms,
Answering myriad questions,
Curiosity, (her default position!),
Just one of her many sweet charms.
Questions and reasons for answers
Leading to topics anew,
Pride in her thoughtful responses, humour
At so young, so much known, so true.
I lay abed, glad of the chances
To inform inquisitive mind,
Not surprised in the least but delighted
Her queries help me to open and find
Fresh ways of seeing the present,
The past, the memories we’ve shared,
Future unfolding before us, my fruit,
My treasures not spared
In giving, receiving, in loving,
She warms right through to my core,
My youngest, my sweet little Anna,
One of seven I truly adore.