Impress of a Child
A child taken into hands,
Gentle hands;
A face beaming into a little patent face;
A murmuring flow of substance,
An unseen hope given,
Answer to a pitying cry:
Love.
A child taken into hands:
A soul beaming into a
Little latent lad's whimper;
A mind touched on both sides,
And another
And another
Nearby.
--Dumas fils
...I was the other 'nearby' touched by what I saw. For, at the time, I thought I was alone in understanding how to do these things...yet here was a mother sentiently enjoying the loving of her Down child. Just another one of the things I wanted to tell you, Sammy.