Gold ringlets,
frame her pretty face,
those big blue eyes.

The world
is hers to own
and she will, someday.

“I want to be
a princess when I’m big”
she says.

When she grows up,
I guess, she might,
but for me, she already is.

To be 3 in this world,
today,
how frightening

but there she sits,
working her aunt’s
mobile phone

with dexterity,
poise
and prowess.

Me, I’m old now,
but sitting by her
I ‘m a child again.

Fresh dewy eyes
see the world anew,
as we take it all in.

Ruth Walters

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/taking-it-all-in/