Small was feeling grim and dark. He was playing toss and fling and bang and crash.
Break and snap and bash and batter.
Small said “I’m a grim and grumpy little small and nobody loves me at all”.
“Oh Small,” said Large. “Grumpy or not, I’ll always love you no matter what.”
Small said, “If I was a grizzly bear would you still love me would you still care?”
“Of course,” said Large “bear or not, I’ll always love you no matter what.”
Small said “But if I turned into a bug, would you still love me and give me a hug?”
“Of course,” said Large “bug or not, I’ll always love you no matter what.”
“No matter what?” said Small, and smiled, “What if I was a crocodile?”
Large said “I’d hug you close and hold you tight and tuck you up in bed at night”.
“Does love wear out” said Small, “does it break or bend? Can you fix it, stick it, does it mend?”
“Oh help,” said Large “I’m not that clever I just know I’ll love you forever”.
Small said “but what about when you’re dead and gone, would you love me then, does love go on?”
Large held Small snug as they looked out at the night, at the moon in the dark and the stars shining bright.
“Small look at the stars – how they shine and glow, but some of those stars died a long time ago.
Still they shine in the evening skies. Love, like starlight, never dies”.