THE BABY

Kimmy sat there with the small infant in her arms. Slowly she rocked in the chair to soothe the baby back to sleep. It was early in the morning and her appearance showed it: with a robe, tired eyes, and a messy hairdo. She was completely exhausted and every muscle seemed to ache. But as she looked at the babe in her arms all of the discomfort, frustrations, and weariness seemed to disappear. The small baby filled her with such love and charity. She wanted to care for it, protect it, and be the best she possibly could be for the young infant. Ever so gradually the sun crept through the window as she sat, staring lovingly at that young baby.