"Little child of my five senses <br />and of my tenderness." <br />Let us cradle our loves, <br />We will have good children. <br />Well cared for, <br />We will fear nothing on earth, <br />Happiness, good fortune, prudence, <br />Our loves <br /> <br />And this leap from age to age, <br />From the order of a child to that of an old man, <br />Will not diminish us. <br />(Confidence).<br /><br />Paul Eluard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/other-children/
