The Trickster

I turn my back and he screams. 

I turn back and he smiles.

I attempt to put a spell on him and he gently pushes my hand away.

The battle has been epic, long... I'm weary. 

Finally, he rests.

Exhausted I lie down and turn the light off.

He laughs.

He laughs for the first time in his life. 

Three months old and already a trickster.