The back of her

Just the other day (or so it seems)
Fuzzy, chubby, giggling at fingers creeping up oh-so-slowly.

Yesterday (I know it was)

First position, just so, chin up, that same back so disciplined and straight.

Still giggling as a tickly moment is stolen after her bath.

This morning (I can't believe)

Walking ahead, down the street, backpack over winter coat.

Stolen peek and a little wave as she reached the crosswalk.

Not today, mom, I want to go alone.

Moving forward

Looking back -

At the back of her.