My heart, my hands, my eyes

My heart loves to work with children.
My heart is patient with children.
My heart beats fast when a two‐year‐old calls me to play.
My heart beats fast when children pull my hand to play.
My heart has fun and becomes a little child again.
My heart grows and every day loves a little more.
My hands pick up children to make them taller.
My hands turn pages of books with them.
My hands build tall towers to play.
My hands draw funny pictures to make them laugh.
My hands change dirty diapers.
My hands take memory photos.
My eyes fall in love with children.
My eyes remember when I was little too.
My eyes watch the funny dances of children.
My eyes look for children when we play hide‐and‐seek.
My eyes are curious to see the world through children’s eyes.
My eyes are moved every day.