In every age,across all time,
children keep sticking things.
On walls.On refrigerators.On the things they love.
Sometimes,even on their parents.
Their notebooks fill up.
So many shapes.So many colors.So many forms.
Countless kinds.
Each onecreates a universe.
One by one,
they may look the same—yet each containsa different cosmos.
To stick—
the world continuesto multiply.