Look Mom a.k.a. I Can Do Things on My Own

Look, Mom!
I can write on my own.
I hold the pencil with my hand,
and make my mark on the paper.
See? That's my name!

Look, Mom!
I can eat on my own.
Fork on the left hand,
spoon on the right.
And I scoop the food into my mouth. Yum!

Look, Mom!
I can dress up on my own.
First my underwear,
then my shirt and shorts,
then my socks and shoes.

Look, Mom!
I can tie my shoes on my own.
A loop on the left,
and a loop on the right,
then I loop the two loops together.

Look, Mom!
I can read on my own.
Left to right, top to bottom,
turn the page, and do it again.
Now you don't have to read me a bedtime story!

Thank you, Mom,
for teaching me
how to do things
on my own.

*6 Sep 2010.

Sting Lacson

A writer. By degree and by profession. Also strongly advocates ten-finger typing to all writers because that's what you do for a living, so be efficient at it.

My Literary Side

"The Words come from the Divine; from the Muse the Idea. The Poet merely transcribes." ┼Old Sumerian proverb

(Kidding, I made that up. LOL)