Children are lovely, cant help but say this. They are a pain too, what with nappies and feeds and the constant attention required.
But when you get past all these you see the beauty in them, in the little feet and hands, the bald fuzzy head rubbing against my face, the curve of the nose that fits my lips perfectly.I think these are flesh memories, touches that I will remember for a long long time, hopefully forever....
He helps me relate to children everywhere, when I see a little foot sticking out of the blanket in a hospital, the naked boy begging............. cannot help but imagine what would happen when winter comes.. or when the medicine money runs out.........
But when you get past all these you see the beauty in them, in the little feet and hands, the bald fuzzy head rubbing against my face, the curve of the nose that fits my lips perfectly.I think these are flesh memories, touches that I will remember for a long long time, hopefully forever....
He helps me relate to children everywhere, when I see a little foot sticking out of the blanket in a hospital, the naked boy begging............. cannot help but imagine what would happen when winter comes.. or when the medicine money runs out.........
