Dancing in the Dark...

Yesterday you were with your infant daughter and you wanted to get her to sleep but you weren't sure she would.

So you walked her around as she cried a little and you felt her make a nest of your shoulder. She wanted to go down but she needed your help so you stood there walking and singing badly in low tones but you thought it would help. And you looked at the two of you a lot in the mirror in the bathroom. She was wearing white and you were wearing a black shirt. You looked at her in the darkness as the nightlight reflected off her eyes and you swayed back and forth rocking her slowly in the silence. Her hand around your arm, her head laying limp between your collarbone and your shoulder...

You danced with her in the dark...a slow dance just you and your little girl in the shadows. You rocked her back and forth until the nightlight caught no reflection at all and you heard the faintest sound of snoring...a sound softer than snow falling right there in your bathroom...