{DRABBLE} Gentle. Mary & Joan (G)
Written for the word of the day at 1_million_words.
She didn't know she had it. This gentle, tender, more mellow side. The soft touches, butterfly kisses, eskimo kisses and raspberries that brought about giggles. But looking at the little girl in her arms, she could feel more of her rough edges smoothing out; more of her hard lines, of which there were a few, softening and blurring in with the rest of her life. She smiled and kissed the tiny hand that came up to her face and inhaled the sweet scent of baby powder, baby lotion and something that she was learned was unique to her daughter alone.
She didn't know she had it. This gentle, tender, more mellow side. The soft touches, butterfly kisses, eskimo kisses and raspberries that brought about giggles. But looking at the little girl in her arms, she could feel more of her rough edges smoothing out; more of her hard lines, of which there were a few, softening and blurring in with the rest of her life. She smiled and kissed the tiny hand that came up to her face and inhaled the sweet scent of baby powder, baby lotion and something that she was learned was unique to her daughter alone.