Love the poem; it is so true. Funny how a person's smell can comfort us--even little ones. When my mom passed, my granddaughter was 2. She had often fallen asleep on her great-grandma's lap. They lived with Mom at the time. We could not get Jay to sleep (she cried and cried) at night after Mom passed. We tried everything' including me holding her in Mom's chair then my sister suggested putting her to bed with one of Mom's lap afgans. It worked!! Jay snuggled up to the "blankie" and fell asleep with no problems. As the "grandma scent" faded, so did Jay's need to cope with the loss at bedtime.