The breeze blew through and between and around the golden stalks that sang softly creating a lullaby of their love and of the little one they would soon welcome home. It wasn’t random that such a sweet song would arise in their presence. Both man and wife gifted with music of their own. But today it was as if their love and the world around them sang in perfect harmony. A beloved ballad for the child she carried.
The grasses danced and swayed to the music as thin white clouds whisked slowly across the powdered blue sky above them. Their firstborn. Their joy. Their gift.
And this song was only the first section of the encore the child would play the rest of their life….