This I caused to happen with Jess. I made damn sure I wouldn’t cause it with Emma. I imagine this has occurred with most parents in some shape or manner. Happy ending!
She’s propped on a king-bed pillow
Fingers a diaper snap
Sucks a big toe
He darts from the bedroom
Snatches her juice
From a table in the hall
Steps back through the doorway
To – see – her – fall – from – the – bed
Faster than thought she flips
Bounces on the back of her head
Her diapered bottom splats on the rug.
Fear coils his Adam’s apple
Grabbing her, he moans
Her screams pierce between joints and marrow
Stupidity and laziness
Quadriplegic? Brain stoke?
Cursed with two insatiable jewels, terribly aware
Or left with a two dulled bulbs
Staring into lunar space?
She flails, kicks!
A natural gymnast,
She performed a perfect somersault
Watched by her idiot coach
Who learned distance between
Mind or meat . . . motion or palsy . . .
Is thinner than a thread and how
Grace followed after the fall.