This little poetic thing fell out of me and I wanted to share.
Izzie at the Aquarium
“She’s fearless,” my mother-in-law says
about my 17-month-old daughter,
watching her walk through the crowded Georgia Aquarium
without looking back.
Her doting father –
my doting husband –
trails her with the camera, imploring,
“Look at the fish.”
Isadora is not interested in the fish.
Only the stairs, carpeted or marbled,
and her newfound ability to climb them.