Lavender On Stage

Nine months have passed, it's almost ten
And I look back amazed.
In one short month you changed
From an observer to an actor.
And not just any role for you.
You are the star of the show,
The one who makes it happen,
Our leading lady.
You crawl and climb,
Stand and cruise.
Always moving, talking, smiling.
Your chubby fingers wave and pat and pinch
Rarely still, even while you nurse.
You feed yourself eggs, bread, pears
Bananas, dog food, burrs and leaves.
No teeth, yet you gobble it all down
Unless I am quick enough to remove
What seems inedible to me, but tasty to you.
Someday you'll sit on my lap and listen to stories,
But today you grab and gulp and go
Ready for your next adventure.
A tiny explorer, artist and entertainer
who loves to perform for her audience.
You reach up  to touch the piano keys
Barely within your reach
Making your own music.