some say the heart grows a room for each child,
each one different, special,
and perfect to hold a mother’s new love.
my heart has built 4 new rooms in 7 years,
expanding with my universe, my children.
i stuff the sweetest memories in there —
favorite lullabies, blankies, toys, and smiles.
her room does not have these precious things.
oh, but love…
her room is so wildly full of love!