JOANNA HAS TWO FRONT TEETH, SUDDENLY
Like two chicklets,
glimpses of white. Soon, she will
bite, and eat, and swear.
DEEP REFLECTIONS UPON EMERSON'S GROWING UP DAY AT MONTESSORI
Can't write yet; almost.
Puzzles (48 pieces) are a breezy task.
She sees more (better) than I.
As Sharon Olds said,
It's the story
of replacement.
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