Some are old, at least seventeen or eighteen years.
Some are new - more are in between.
Markings and handwritings change - the soft curve strokes as confidence builds year after year. Teddy bears and cartoons morph as once toddler and child eyes mature and glimpse adulthood.
The hearts remain. Chubby fingers grow lean graceful hands and still form the heart that beats from inside to paper.
No shugar', you babies are the special ones.
Just ask my heart.
