The dots wanted to gather in a more secluded space, while sorting things out.
So I stacked more books around them. I left a
little opening, so a dot could leave if it needed to.
Kindness.
Oh, this just brought up a memory for me.
As a little girl, my best friend and I would hide under the table, pulling in the chairs tight.
Pretending we were in a fortress.
Giggling and whispering we created our own
wondrous world, full of magic.
If we were lucky, my mom would bring us
milk and cookies.
I do so wonder what the dots are sorting out.