I feel a little tingle on my feet,
and I look under the table
to find you lost in your little world
Did I disturb you?
You look up and give me a coy smile...
How do you spot these little things that my eyes fail to see,
A strand of black thread
Lying on the carpet
And you jump at it with excitement
like its a shiny toy...
You grab everything you can lay your hands on
and put it in your mouth..
Your feet , my hands - who cares!!
You act like everything is dipped in honey.
You cry when the nurse gives you a shot
And then smile the next minute when she talks to you..
Now, if I could see the world from your eyes - little one.
Wouldn't every day be treat to live.
