For the dverse prompt.
Babies learn so quickly, growing from unformed blob of glup to something that walks, talks and has its own opinions.
So few weeks ago
it was spring and these birds
were still eggs.
Between September visits, our small grandbaby has changed from being dog spectator, watchful and amused, to dog commander, dishing out treats from her plate, and expecting to be obeyed in all things. She follows them about, calling, but of course, they don’t understand their new baby names, and of course, baby gets furious when she has to shout twice, or ten times.
with a swirl of red skirts
summer leaves the stage.
By the end of the autumn, who knows how her wings will have grown. Perhaps Bee and Emon will have learned a new language too.
In the porch
dog watches leaves bowling
remembers the sun.
Bee (more commonly known as Bix) stealing the talking baby’s lunch.
Emon (Redmond) and Bee (Bix) early morning June, hence the green.