Little Things

Conversations under the table.
 Apples for teething.
 Birds for rescuing.
 And freeing.
 Dishwashers for climbing.
 Little boys for making alphabet pretzels and chatting with about life.

 Fireman costumes for dreaming. Costumes always.
 Books for playing games. Throw to the ground. Brother hands it back. Throw to the ground. Brother returns.
Herbs and flowers for making perfume and paint.  If you look closely their is a smudge of yellow on her forehead. And beans that are artwork in a bowl.
 An army of children for play and fun and learning and passion and love and noise and life.


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