This is from my four year old sunshine. my niece. my best friend Kuhu. A little gift to each and every one who reads this. Dear grown ups,
My hands are small
- I don't mean to spill my milk,
My legs are short -
Please slow down
so I can keep up
Don't slap my hands
when I touch something bright and pretty
- I don't understand
Please look at me when
I talk to you,
Then I know you are really listening,
My feelings are tender -
don't nag me all day
let me make mistakes without feeling stupid
Don't expect what I do to be perfect -
Just love me for trying
Remember I'm a child not a small adult
sometimes I don't understand
what you are saying
I love you so much -
please love me for just being me
not for the things I can do.
I love you
you are all that I have.
A four year old kid's wish
Author Unknown