A Shiny Pink Ribbon

I waddled over to the living room table where a little craft basket was resting. Inside, poking out over the woven edge, was a long, silky pink ribbon with yellow polka dots. I wrapped both of my hands around the smooth satin and gave a gentle tug. It unrolled slowly across the warm wooden surface, curling into a soft little path. Standing by the loop, I tapped it with my shoe, feeling how soft and glossy it was. It felt like laying down a tiny festive carpet just for our evening.