They ask my name and giggle. I tousle their hair. I sit on their cots. We play and exchange funny attempts to communicate. Their parents appreciate the chance to sit quietly, to talk, to rest, to ponder.
Seniors lie on their cots, some hold their heads, some cover their faces.
Pillows must feel so good right now. Families want to stay close, from babies to grandparents, within easy reach. I get an armful of kids pajamas. Their faces light up. We laugh when I hold up the sizes.