Giggles and wiggles
There are few words that can explain,
Our passioned feelings or the pain,
Of childish screams and giggled streams,
That bounce the walls and hang from beams.
There are few words that can encode
The mode that little feet unload.
The cognisance of joy and fears,
That pour upon our heart and ears.
They fill us full of little thrills
That edge our mettle and give us chills.
Their breakthrough of each tiny dare,
Their learning of each how and where.
And it takes us back to a time,
Our lifetime a similar mime.
Pinching all our nerves each giggle,
Squiggling our hearts a wiggle.
They cannot know their little fuss.
Are our lives, relived for us.