(A note: understand that Drew, being but three years old, has some of his pronouns a bit mixed up - which is why I wrote it as I did. Just to clarify, since I also stated that I wrote this while in graduate school. Clarification seemed necessary, considering. Also - I'm not a poet.)

Look it He
Tall and small
Boy and man
Strong hands holding
Look it, Daddy
Look it He
Peanut butter sticky fingers
pat, patting day old scruff
Laughing
Shouting
Running
Dancing
Daddy, look it me
Busy finger architects
Bellies to the floor
Lincoln Logs and Legos
Build it up
Crash it down
Sun peeks through curtains
Dust dances in the air
Look it, Daddy
Look it me
Blue eyes
All four
Smiling
Look it Daddy
Look it He
