A New Life

I look down into the bassinet to see my baby girl peacefully asleep. Her mocha skin shimmers from the stream of light that peaks through the blinds. As I stand there, I watch her chest expand and collapse with each little breath. Like the waves at low tide her breath is slow, quiet and distant. I stare at her as her eye lids open with haste and enthusiasm. My baby looks up at me and I see her big, pecan brown colored eyes staring back at me. She acknowledges my presence by beaming from cheek to cheek, signaling to me that she ready to start a new day.