Was there a moment when you, all of a sudden, could differentiate between you and your child? In a tiny gesture, Bruce Ditman saw the daylight between he and his 7 year old daughter.
Big Little Hand
You put your big little hand
On my shin and told me
“I can do it, Mr. Sweaty.”
I had been sitting cross legged
Trying to get your brother
To settle for bed
And had lost my cool.
We, three, were wrestling
With a story book.
He, unwilling, to choose one.
I was out of moves.
You pat my leg and offer to help.
It’s happening.
You’re happening.
You took the book and picked a page.
We read and sang and tucked and kissed and turned off the lights and
I am thrilled and i am awed.
This is working.
You are working.
You are a big little person,
Your own whole person.
Capable of big little acts
Of love and kindness.