Playmate
She puts her hands together
a hundred times a day,
and she can never go outside enough.
Old mothers always wish they'd played more
with their babies.
But would they?
given a ticket to do it again?
Tomorrow I might want two more of her.
Today she's enough.
When my hands and head are sore,
and I'm more tired than cheerful,
given a ticket, I'd be two again with her.
Copyright September 10, 2001 glchoate
