Children Are Little Explosions

From William Blake’s Songs Of Innocence And Of Experience

TToday I was looking at my daughter and I could almost see her adult face. I’m always looking for it, like, who are you? She was in baby jeans and a college t-shirt and she looked so big. Then she peed herself and the moment was gone.

They’re little explosions, these children. They hurtle out from a clump of cells, out of her body, into your arms. You…

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