I love to run around and around, and climb
inside cupboards, too,
To tip every thing out of boxes and put things
down the loo
I love to put things around my neck and to be
swaddled in a blanket by you. I need your
help when I’m upset because I don’t know what to do.
I laugh and cry and kick and scream, when I’m
tired and I don’t understand. I need you to be close to me, I need you to hold my
hand.
I am so very clever, learning more than you can
see; my neurons connect in all weathers and lay foundations for who I will be.

I love to experiment with food, with water and
mud too, I’m a mathematician, a physicist, a communicator with exceptional perception
of cues.
I know what I want and I take it– it’s an
exciting way to live – to tell me to share, to say sorry and stop crying will not
teach me to give.
I cry,
I kick, I bite, I spit I may not let you near, stay close to me, keep me from
harm and always wipe my tears..
I’m only two, I need to know that you will shower
me with love, to help me grow, to help me know, how to grow the wings of a dove.
I am very happy for you to share this with others
Copyright - Tracy Seed 11/12
Copyright - Tracy Seed 11/12
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