Inside me

When I'm in primary school, sometimes I go at the kindergarten where my mom works. I'm allowed to go see the babies at the nursery next door. I wait outside looking from the glass window until the teachers, who know my mom, let me in. I can play a few minutes with the little ones. It's such a strong emotion to be with those who can't speak yet. I feel like I'm experiencing a mystery. I'd like to stay here forever. When I grow up I have to remember that I want to have children.