Kids just love to draw on paper, color it with broken crayons, make it like a sailboat, a toy gun or an airplane or crumple it like a ball to hit a naughty classmate's face. Classrooms have a common scent: paper. This web page aims to share those tiny, meaningful and wonderful thoughts, for the author prays that her faith would be more and more like that of a child -- imperfect, free-flowing but growing. This is her paper and may God be pleased with its scent. ^^
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Floyd at Two
His giggles electrify
the sleepy soul inside me.
His cries shatter
the silence in the rooms around me.
