May we raise children who love the unloved things......
 
     May we raise children   who love the unloved   things – the dandelion, the   worms and spiderlings.   Children who sense   the rose needs the thorn     & run into rainswept days   the same way they   turn towards sun…     And when they’re grown &   someone has to speak for those   who have no voice     may they draw upon that   wilder bond, those days of   tending tender things     and be the ones.       -Nicolette Sowder                                  
