Through those little eyes

I wonder
Who that woman is
The one who is mostly by my side
The one who picks me up
The minute that I cry

I wonder
Who that man is
The one with a cheeky smile
The one who helps the woman out
By staying with me at night

I wonder
Who that little girl is
The one that comes and goes
The one that talks to me non-stop
And sometimes tickles my toes

I wonder
Who that large boy is
The one with the messy clothes
The one whose words make no sense
To me and all in the home

I wonder
Who the other people are
The ones who visit me on different days
They speak gibberish to me
They really drive me insane

I wonder
When I will be able to talk
And walk away from this
To explore the world around
Away from my little crib

I wonder
What lies ahead for me
In this world so very strange
What these people mean to me
And what early memories will remain

Written for Sunday Scribblings Prompt 'Wonder'

Until next time,

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