Me Too! Me Too!

I dream of having a little girl or a little boy that I can lavish with my love. Every time I see a little child I feel such sadness for myself--longing and yearning--such joy for those lucky people who have a little guy to love. And when I see one crying or antsy and no one caring for them, I just want to rush up and soothe them, whether it be with a lullaby, a bottle, or just some attention. I crave someone who needs me, a little being to wrap my heart around. And nobody knows it but me.