The mother looks down
and tenderly smiles.
She reaches out
to stroke a stray lock
of wispy brown hair
on her newborn daughter’s head.
Her husband sighs with contentment
and radiates
a megawatt smile
full of love and warmth
and joy.
He touches his wife’s back
with a touch of adoration
and affirmation.
“Faith” they both whisper
in unison.
Their newborn daughter’s
chosen name
is full of promise
of their spiritual hopes
and dreams for her.
She is their joy.
She is their pride.
She is their daughter.
The special bond
that they share
is a blissful moment
when it feels like
Heaven actually comes down
and touches earth.
True bliss.
julieannesmith 