By Eve Bell

Born without a peep.

Looking and taking in your new world.

Always observing your world.

You teach me how to stop and look at now. Be in the now.

I hope you always stop to smell the flowers and look at the birds.

You teach me that life is just about having fun.

I hope you always have a bellyful of laughs.

You show me how to stick by your guns.

Always.

I hope you always stay true to yourself and don’t follow the crowd.

You are a child full of opposites.

A big dose of carefree fun.

A bundle full of worry.

A spoonful of fierce.

A heap of timidity.

You live in the moment and then worry about what is to come.

You love bookshops but only want to read a page.

You are my greatest teacher.

And in your eyes I see who I want to be.