I love you middle baby

I love you, middle baby,
You’re just like me
Easily distracted
And clumsy like me
You lose your stuff
And wonder where it’s at
Looking for it,
you find mustard instead
Squirrel, oh shiny, or butterfly
Those are the things we admire
We go back to looking
for whatever it was
only to find something
we were looking for
two days before
We get excited about the least little thing
We wear our hearts out on a string
We love too easily and hurt much easier
We are like the rose of Eurasian, sweetbriar
We can be prickly but we can be fragrant
You are growing with amazement,
There’s no denying your such entertainment
I love you, middle baby.


Catherine Ross

Writer. Photographer. Outdoor enthusiast.

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