5. new smell

She is sleeping. My husband tells me I should sleep too but I just can’t take my eyes off her. She breathes slowly and smiles in dreams. She smells like freshly baked bread. I pick up my phone and snap a few photos of her to send to my family in Spain. I lay next to her, I close my eyes and in that exact moment she wakes up, crying. I hold her and move slowly. I can see people having ice cream from my window as I rock my baby to sleep. The sun is out and the promise of summer after a long winter behind walls is in the air. License: Primary NFT holder is free to use this photo for display privately and in groups, including virtual galleries as long as creator is credited. Provides no right ...View all