I vowed I wouldn’t refer to myself
in the third person
or make you show everyone
your belly-button
and that you know what
a cat says
even though you say it like
moh.
I promised your dad I wouldn’t
call him dad
but I do sometimes
as well as booky-boo
when I’m tired
and get you two confused.
I swore I wouldn’t say no all the time
but I didn’t realize how much
you would love
banging breakable things.
And though I knew I would love you
I never expected
I would like you
this much.