Things change.
They grow wider.
Or taller.
Sometimes they grow smaller.
Or colder.
My favorite is wiser.
Not necessarily the older.
But even the tiniest seeds grow
and so is my child.
Things change.
They grow wider.
Or taller.
Sometimes they grow smaller.
Or colder.
My favorite is wiser.
Not necessarily the older.
But even the tiniest seeds grow
and so is my child.