Aren’t the shadows and the angles and the light and the textures and the layers cool?
And aren’t there nights when you want to be all tucked in and have your mother sing you a lullaby? I do not have a wonderful singing voice, but I sang to my children at bedtime. Sometimes I sing to myself at bedtime. I wish for the world that all children be warm and dry and sleep with love, freedom from fear, and full tummies — all tucked in.