Baby (from my senior project, spring '06)

tiny white fingers,
like lollipops,
why she sucks them
all afternoon until
she pulls them puckered
and pink from her kissy lips;
why she sleeps just so
arm folded like a blanket,
elbow under chest,
and holds her tongue in place;
why daddy rocks her to and fro
against his sweater,
one large hand full
of her sweet sleepy head.