Awe by Alexis
A slow drizzle left raindrops tapping the hospital window. The wall clock ticked quietly, seeming to understand the tenderness of these moments. Yet to him, time had ceased long ago. There was no one in the world but he, and her.
The sweet scent of new life enthralled his senses as he caressed his child. His heart beat briskly as he held her warm fingers. A surge of emotion pulsed through him, and his lips brushed her dainty, round nose. Each of her breaths minded its fragile bearings; her chest remained nearly motionless.
Awed into silence, he watched her sleep. How mocha-colored curls swept across her forehead, or the tiny fingers wrapped tightly around his own, he did not know. Through the momentary crying after birth, he saw the fine resemblance of her eyes to his own, and the faint dimples of her mother. How a man’s love for his wife could manifest such a person was breathtaking.
As he continued to gaze upon her, she began stirring. He adjusted his hold and rocked her, humming a lullaby. A smile flickered upon her face. It snatched his breath away. He could not help thinking that smile was for him.