Only yesterday you put your fingers in my eyes
As if to dot them, to make them more perfect for you. 
Today, you cross my Ts and with ink, dot my i's
For our conversations have got richer with each day

And as I recall cradling you to sleep with many tries
For you would stare, looking for everything new
In the living room, where you and I crawled like spies, 
Discovering every nook, every cranny, every day, 

I relish  you now, on your way to start your own fires, 
On your way to be the spirit that brings out something new, 
On your way to reach mine, then peak at a higher spire
On your way to change the world, your way. 

(c) nyonglema