I find myself drawn to the young ones....the sweet ones.
I marvel at a mother's fierce and unconditional love.

I watch as she lays out a soft bed...as she sets her little one down...as she snuggles in.
Close.
So much warmth.
So much trust.

No need to remind this mother that her little one will grow.
He will.
Right now - they sleep together. They rest.
Connected.
Lost in each other's heart beat.