I look into her soft, innocent eyes, skirting across the room.
She's kicking and punching her tiny little feet and arms into the air. And her babyish cute smile. I couldn't shift my eyes of it .
I pick her up with my hand and put her gently on my shoulder and oh! The feeling! It was so tender and so soft.
I had never held such a delicate thing in my life.
I turn my head and my man asks me, "what should we name her love ?"
I look into her eyes and say
' Magdalene'.
~ Stay gold
2.7.20
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Historia CortaIts a collection of short stories.Its all about my feelings and thoughts about the different things that happen around the world .May it be something happy ,sad , dangerous or emotional .You can find all of these feelings ina these few words that i...
