My gift was a poem for Black children. I saw a little child playing in the park. Their hair was tied up in what I thought looked like a bunny tail, so this poem is my reminder of the beauty of a carefree childhood. I was reminded of a vision by the adorable little child I saw running and laughing in BrooklynÕs Prospect Park. by Lark Sontag, Spiritual Arts, USA / New York, NY, Day 3 / July 3, 2020.