Ella at (almost) One

Here's day ten's submission of NaPoWriMo (a poem a day for the month of April in honor of National Poetry Month). 

Ella at (almost) One

You hold up

your hand

and point.

Your mouth an “O”

of discovery.

One finger,

out to the world.

On your next birthday,

will you hold two?

Everything is surprise

and delight.

Now is all there is.

With each new gasp

at the dog,

the balloon,
the flower,

your grandma coming

through the door,

you teach me to see

the world
again.