I’m not sure that words speak enough
Jump into our glasses and spill onto the table
Run from one side of the table and down onto the floor
Laugh under the towels we use to clean up
Part of this playful mess we’re having
They seem to sit quietly
Waiting and shyly sitting
Their hands, hand over hand, arm, right over left,
shyly move it back to left over right
They don’t spill the water
Pick it up
And playfully do it again
Image by Shazia Sikander