Friday 10 February 2017

Flash Fiction Friday: Hold on


He's such a bundle of joy. Skin caramel like chocolate. Smelling of fresh shea butter. His small little legs are rhythmically kicking at my thigh.
He feels so comfortable sitting on my lap observing his new surroundings. His new life. So small but ready to explore the world around him.

His little arm resting on mine-- cooing happily and comfortably. His hand with his 5 tiny fingers clasp my index finger with such a grip. He's holding onto me with the little strength he harbours.

A gummy smile shines on his face.
Hold on to me for as long as you want.

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