small stone, number five

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small stone, number five

Generously adorned
with dimples, her pink fists open
and close, open
and close, determined
to claim a morsel, squishing it
with joy at success, at the prospect of another
bite to eat, at progress.
She watches in awe; her fingers reach
out, curl in, unfurl, ball-up.
Oh, the things we could do!