Jane introduces this poem.
My friends who have two adopted daughters invited me to their younger daughter's second birthday party yesterday. With my own son grown now, I was struck by how infrequently I am within the energy of young children. Then Cathy and I spoke and Cathy mentioned, how, in our society of fear, those of us who don't have young children have very few opportunities to even witness children. It reminds me of Nelson Mandela's statement about what he missed the most all those years in prison and his response was, the children.
At two, still no words
Tessa knows this cake¹s for her
Big eyes say it all.
If you do have access to a child, give him or her, an extra big hug today from all of us who don't. I realize how sad I feel about that. I need a child to hug, and so I send out hugs to the child in each of you.
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