Ten tiny toes and ten tiny fingers
taps the water with delicacy.
Small little arms and limbs lay motionless
in the water as the mother strokes the baby’s hair.
The baby begins to cry as the water
starts to feel like a flood covering the streets.
The mom starts to hum a lullaby.
Her small infant’s pupils are now gazing into hers.
The swish coming from the water,
The falsetto coming from the mother’s voice,
And the silence coming from the baby,
Felt calming and soothing.
She never felt a bond so strong.
The mother turned the water off.
She watched her baby relax.
She kissed the top of the baby’s smooth head.
The mother stepped away from the sink
with the towel in her hand.