Hiding Spaces

Baltimore, Maryland

Baltimore, Maryland


I find you in all kinds of places,
Cozy, little, hiding spaces.
Cornered with your little schemes–
Mischief (one of many themes).
Huddled just behind the door—
And only you can say what for.
Under beds, half awake—
Giggling on a daydream break.
Crouched inside your quiet nook–
Lost in pages of a book.
Each spot is chosen well,
But they all have a little tell.
And once found, you seem surprised,
That your secret has been compromised!


You’ll Count the Stars

Baltimore, Maryland

Baltimore, Maryland

Last night you found the moon,
A silver sliver in the sky.
You leaned against the glass,
With wonder in your eye.

Soon you’ll count the stars,
There are more than you can know.
But never let that stop you
From giving it a go!

Note to Josie: Last night, at the balcony door, you were very excited to point out the moon and name it. We are looking forward to showing you the stars when we move to the country!

Toerannosaurus Rex

Baltimore, Maryland

Baltimore, Maryland

Slowly, it turns its head your way—
The beast can smell your fear.
Its lips draw back along its teeth—
It knows that you are near.

With every monstrous step it takes,
The beast imprints the ground;
But even moving earth this way,
It hardly makes a sound.

Its eyes are red in the moonlight,
Pools of the blood they seek.
And the beast is hunting for you,
So small and scared and weak.

Mid-stride it halts and turns to stone—
The beast has heard a noise.
Perhaps you cried or just exhaled—
It listens and enjoys.

So near now, it drools just a bit,
An acrid, slimy rope.
And as the beast rounds the last bend,
It knows you have no hope.

It breaks through brush in one great leap,
And at the sight of you,
The beast knows it was very wrong—
You’re more than it can chew!

Something From Aunt Mo

Baltimore, Maryland

Baltimore, Maryland

Something from Aunt Mo–
A collection of my clothes,
Cut up in little squares,
And sewed in pretty rows.

What a gift, Aunt Mo–
Memories saved this way!
A record of a smaller me,
That I can use each day.

A big “thanks”, Aunt Mo!
Now I’ll stay warm in bed,
With layers of my past,
And sweet dreams in my head.

Note to Josie:  Mommy and Pappa couldn’t bear to lose some of your early baby clothes. So, as you outgrew your clothes, Mommy sent them to Aunt Mo in Illinois. Lucky for us, she is a clever girl with a creative streak. For your second birthday, Aunt Zanna delivered this blanket from your Aunt Mo.