Your hands may be tiny
But they hold all of creation in them
You may not see that well
Except all that is wondrous
You may be vulnerable
But you're the embodiment of all that love is
Never grow up
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Saxon Crow (
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Beautiful words SC.
Andy
Less is more and you certainly now how to make it huge. I can't help but wonder is there a patter of tiny feet somewhere? ❤️ I'm just being pinocchio 🤣
I never did? Or did I?! lol.
A most beautiful understanding of what a child is no matter the age.
Lovely writing especially like these lines
the embodiment of all that love is
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