Baby Thoughts

It feels like the dew of new birth,

Blinking,

Looking around at all this,

The wonderment of childhood,

I'm looking forward to it again,

When we start over at the end,

I'd be happy just to sit,

In the grass a ways from the tree,

Where all my friends are playing,

And lay back and realize,

That deadlines are extinct,

Expectations abolished,

And even though my eyes are closed,

Something shines.