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Writer's pictureBørneBiopaten Vicky

A baby’s thought…

Its cold. There is to much nothingness around me. Where am I?

I wish to be close to the softness.

I wish to feel her heartbeat in mine.

Its blurry and I feel lost.

It feels like forever.

I miss the warmth. I miss her breath on me.


Please… where am I?


Warm fingers. Closes around me. Im lifted.

Oh yes there she is. She puts me on her chest. There is the softness.


Im in my safe haven.


Im in my mom’s caress. In our sling. In our circle of comfort.


I want to stay here.

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