DAILY SNACK
We sat on the floor,
She and I,
With a red circle and an orange pentagon
And a cylinder with holes for these two shapes
Among others that we didn’t need today.
She would pick up the red circle
And shake it to hear its rattle
And then swiftly push it through its proper hole.
Then she would try to do the same with the orange pentagon,
But it would never fit in the circle’s hole.
So I gently guided her to the right hole,
And helped maneuver it just so,
Until – plop! – it dropped in.
I then unscrewed the lid to retrieve our two shapes
And began again.
And again.
And again.
Moments like these are what life is all about.