In this poem, children find creative ways to embrace the world around them. In my skin, I move. I spin like crinkly leaves on a windy day. I dance to my very own rhythm. Told by many different children as they sing, rise, reach, move, learn, hope, laugh, rest, remember, and love, this gorgeous poem...
In my skin, I hope. I dust myself off so I can take on tomorrow. I chase the rainbow that shines after the storm.