Newborn baby sleeps swaddled in his bassinet that has never been slept in. A blue and white striped cap hugs his fragile head. He yawns toothlessly and gently rocks from side to side. Closed eyes, two slits like he’s still in the womb and forgot about the grand ordeal recently went through. What does he dream about? As he suddenly offers a light smile, two dimples appear in indentations on his cheeks. Mother kisses each one lightly, not wanting to wake up her sleeping babe. It is early morning and the grey sky gives way to a promising streak of sun. Little nose wiggles. Tired mother returns back to her bed and immediately loses consciousness when her head hits the pillow. Baby starts to fuss, as if he knows she’s stopped looking at him.

Author: Roe

she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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