There are stories written on my skin that only children can read There are sparks in my eyes that only children can see glow There are heartbeats in my chest that only children can recognize- Our hearts beat at the same pace, same rhythm, the same celebration, same love, same kindness, the same light spread around, same fullness, same bliss There is a rainbow in my smile that only children can see begin and end in the corners of my lips There are lullabies in my voice that only children can hear and we sing them along to celebrate the never-ending magic of inner life, heavens, and unicorns.