Her Innocence

You braid her hair on one side. Feeling the soft cotton, she puts on a simple red halter neck dress with white little daisies print. She gathers the tools, takes your hand and pulls you to the door. The ocean breeze tugs and tousles her hair. She inhales and points to the horizon of a mixture of red, yellow and orange glow where the sun will sleep. She takes off ahead and you catch up right behind. She puts a seashell to her ear and shares the tune with you. She finds a starfish holds it in her hands. She admires it in awe, with pure curiosity and innocence. You smile and admire her innocence. Everything else slows down and fades away. She looks up at you and says “Mommie, let’s come again tomorrow!”

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