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.


I am a writer and a business owner.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: