YOUR  TINY HANDS BRING RELIEF.  I AM BOTH QUIET AND REFLECTIVE, ANTICIPATING RELIEF FROM HOLDING BACK AND HOLDING IN.  WE MAY NOT SPEAK EACH OTHERS LANGUAGE BUT I FOLLOW YOU AND ASSUME.  WE LISTEN TO THE OTHERS WHO COMPLAIN AND THOSE WHO SNORE.  MY ARM REST ON YOUR TINY LEG AS THE MUSIC WAFTS MUCH LIKE SCENT OF BLOSSOM BALMS AND OILS USED TO INFUSE THE NOTION THAT KNOTS WILL UNTIE.  YOU ARE DECEPTIVELY STRONG AND TIME IS CAPTURED PERFECTLY.  A DEEP  SIGH TO INDICATE HOW GRATEFUL I AM IN THIS MOMENT IN TIME.  AND SOMETIMES I WISH THIS WOULD NEVER END BUT ALAS IT DOES.