the dawn of an older age

if i could be any place at all,
i would want to be a windowsill.

but,
i'd only want to be a windowsill if the sun shone on me.

and,
i'd only want the sun to shine on me if i was adorned with flowers in small glass jars.

but,
i'd only want flowers in small glass jars to adorn me if they were wildflowers picked by little children's hands.

and,
i'd only want those wildflowers picked by little children's hands if they gave me a big hug to go along with them.

i'm not picky though....
because
any big hug from little children's hands will be fine by me.