Love’s In The Air

In a flurry of movement she raised the baby from her arms into the air with a whoosh. Above her head. Brought it down, a tiny body pressing against hers. Face to face. A kiss. Love flowed from her features. Her lips celebrated life. Love in all its glory. The tiny being with the tiny face felt good. But love, the heart was too young to understand. It looked about, eyes scanning the melee. There were so many people!. But the tiny being with the tiny face did not understand their complex actions. Walking, laughing, talking, flaying their arms about….it would learn of this later. For now, all it knew was its mother. The person who clasped him, mouth against breast, and cradled him to sleep afterward.

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