Beauty (or, thoughts working in a nap room at a daycare)

A dark room. 

Sound machine on. 

Young kids fighting sleep. 

Each personality so different

Each one full of joy. 

Full of dreams

Hopes

And love. 

May we instill in them a desire to keep their dreams and hopes alive. 

To always see the beauty in the world. 

For heartache to not crush them, but build them up. 

For them to realize that what makes them beautiful is their soul. 

Their hearts. 

Their minds. 

The things we cannot touch or see in a photograph. 

May they always know the beauty they bring into the world. 

Into my life.