Becky

"oon up in ky!" she yaps,
agog for confirmation;
imparts further marvels:
"eyes!" marked by miniature digits,
and furthermore, astonishingly - "two!"
Teeters on my affirmation
then waddles off to new wonders.

Trussed in a highchair
will scatter tit-bits, blueberries
and pipe for "more".
Cuckoos for spilling spoons,
delights in dribbles, smears and splats;
engages with "goos" and "gaas";
endures an aftermath of wet-wipes.

Penguins are "mi-mis";
trains are "noo-noos";
cats are "meow-meows";
We speak in blobs, blurting sound,
discovering stubs and stumps of words.
I rummage in her rattle-bag
to voice my heart. Hush now.