The Stars are Free

"Let's count the stars, little one, count them and know they are limitless. They shine down on you, on us, wherever we are.

Hold tight to your mum, remember her scent, her fur, the way she feeds you from her own mouth.

She is your world.

The world may not be kind. The stars remind you of this closeness, the adoration from her to you, her child. When you feel worry, gaze up from your tree, count them again and again and each number is the love she shares with you.

You feel unsure, the people stare through the metal, they demand your attention, it is their right. You are, after all, named after a National Treasure. He is one of the good ones in the world, a steward for our earth.

I'm sorry you're caged, you can't feel the freedom so deserved. Know that you are loved, from afar, even though the intentions seem wrong.

It is the way of the human race, to trap and contain that which they desire. That's why the stars continue to shine, their liberation is evident.

Nestle into your mum, cherish these days and nights of closeness. Only parent and child can have this bond.

Sweet dreams, little sloth, may you feel safe in this place, may the world be kind.