Mom told her that she was looking pretty today. The thought
brought a shy smile on her face as she dangled and danced her legs from the
high bench. Her little hands went up to the nice little pink ribbon on her jet
blank hair. The pink dress has pink flowers and pink bows all over. Even her
shoes are pink. Pink is her favorite color. It’s her birthday after all. A
smile returned on her face. Mom says that her cheeks turn pink too when she
blushes. She calls it baby pink cheeks.
She is waiting for her mom to call her. Little hands neatly
and patiently folded. Dad is going to take them to church. It’s Sunday. She
wants to make just one wish to God. She wants to know how pink looks
like.
