Your hands are mine to hold

"Seek wisdom in the ages,

&

look at the world through the eyes of a child"

I came across that lovely quote by Ron Wild while browsing through "For Babies" at BORDERS. The simplicity of his words, it's outright honest, crystal clear meaning, had me instantly. I believe a child sees the world both as it is and what it should be. A child would see in you what everyone else overlooks as though it were the most obvious thing. Maybe that's why it feels so special when they show a hint of fondness towards you.

I dreamt about a little baby girl a few nights ago.

She was mine.

I remember quite vaguely, her soft brown hair, those tiny hands fitting perfectly in my own and that beautiful smile. I have wondered, more than just a couple of times, what it would feel like to have a little one of my own. Don't panic, I'm not pregnant. Or getting married for that matter..

It's just a thought.

Perhaps a result of my day at the bookstore looking at photographs or babies.