baby's head

I'm enamored by my granddaughter

Ari's head.

It's very nearly perfect.
A little oversized for her body
as a baby's head always is.

Soft whorls of downy hair,
lying lovely: no style needed.

Her head, always warm
against my cheek nuzzling close,
draws me back to days with
my own babies.

And she doesn't mind a bit.