Jordan's Poem

I'll take a cue from Tikily Nikily and enter a poem by my sister Jordan when our baby sister started to walk.

Little Feet
by Jordan Dean
"For Olivia"

Little baby
Crawling fast,
Easy days are a
Thing of the past.

Almost a toddler,
Talking loud.
Louder than
A thundercloud.

Little toddler
Walking tall
Crawling days
I can't recall.

Almost five,
Sleeping sweet.
Oh the joys of
Little feet.