Tiny Tot, So Cute Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Tiny Tot, So Cute



Tiny tots are cute because they seem unaware
Of what they mean for us, who see in them
The innocence of infant life: something we lost
While learning to beware as we became aware
Of waiting on life.

Behold that infant, standing full three feet tall,
The smug expression mimicking grand-dad
Gulping the last morsel of his buttered toast.
There may be a lick of jam from the spoon.
Baby learns to taste the future.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,future,growing up
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
On the streets, in shops and parks, I like to see cute
kids and wonder what their unfolding lives in the future.
It seems to me that we go through experiences which are
themselves like metaphors, imperfectly sensed: a railway
journey through wintry landscape, for instance. AM
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