In the pale light of the lamp, the mother comforted her fussy baby. She rocked him in her arms and sang sweet lullabies. They swayed together as minutes flowed by. Cheek to cheek, they slowly waltzed andante around the room. She smelled the sweetness of his hair and felt the gentle curve of his neck.
When he finally dozed off, she tiptoed over to the window and gazed at the dark sky pin-pricked with stars. She hoped in her heart that her love would keep him safe. She feared the risks and heartbreaks of life.
And she thought about Mary.
When he finally dozed off, she tiptoed over to the window and gazed at the dark sky pin-pricked with stars. She hoped in her heart that her love would keep him safe. She feared the risks and heartbreaks of life.
And she thought about Mary.
