Daily Poem 10/30

"Touch!" she yells, pointing at the sky.
Sun set glints off air plane.
Darkening blue sky behind a sliding sliver of red and silver.
I lift her up
but she still can't reach
so she puts both hands over her blond head.
Two birds fly over
and she reaches for them.
They are far away.
She is reaching higher
as I hoist her
into the sky
Nothing left to do but kiss
her belly.