maybe the best helpers
are toddlers. they love to wipe tables
back-and-forth-and-back-and-laugh.
they love to pull wet clothes
from washer-into-basket-and-giggle.
they love real-dyson-vaccuums-
at-first-steps-and-snorts. (79.99
at pottery barn kids.) (worth every dime
at 800 uses within the year, i hear.)
no do i have to-s. they don’t speak much
at all. and when their parents clap, they
just laugh-and-laugh-more. some
may ask, and sigh, when does it end?
and i would say, all slowly changes, yes.
their view, our view. into-discussion-
with-words-into-compromise.
new artists soon, displaying great
works. digging in garden. playing
at new play. new giggles. some
may state, and sigh, just don’t blink.
and i would say, yes enjoy their day,
but don’t fret. tomorrow comes next.
maybe the best helpers are glee-filled
parents. at every step-and-giggle-
and-groan along the way. . . .