Watching…

His feet felt heavy as though the earth was pulling on them harder and harder. He wanted to walk but couldn’t. He held fast and stood there watching the child. The young mother carefully pushed away the baby’s red hair that had fallen on her face and slowly got up. She smiled at him tenderly and began walking away. He thought about following her so he could ask her name, her baby’s name. But he didn’t. Instead, he stood there in silence as image of the beautiful child’s face danced in his mind and heart.

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