May 30, 2003
Crazy Hair
The crazy haired baby
Resplendent in jammies
Looks out through blue eyes and smiles
The wind flips his mop
This way and that
Like dandelions gently ruffling
He kvetches sometimes
Crying and sniffling
Wishing for a real nipple but
Mom is off to work
This plastic thing don't fool him much
So he lets me know in his only way
Communicating with a holler that
He knows better
I feel his aura
Truly a love beam that shines out from him
Lights my day
Lights everyone's day
Crazy haired baby
Chubby fists fight the air
Chubby legs kick and flail
He sees me and crinkles up
His smile is the end of suffering
You can't help but smile too
Beautiful crazy haired baby
I love you
For Jacob Copyright 2003 Harry R. Fagel arr

