In the quiet jungle afternoon, the sun burned bright over the trees where little Lily played happily near her mother, Libby. She was curious, full of energy, and never stopped exploring. But this time, her playful spirit led to trouble. Lily accidentally touched something she shouldn’t have — a hot stone warmed by the sun. She jumped back in pain, crying softly as her little hand hurt badly.
Mom Libby, already tired and worried, mistook Lily’s cries for mischief. Instead of comforting her baby, she reacted harshly, pulling Lily close and scolding her in anger. Poor Lily didn’t understand why the mother she trusted suddenly became so rough. Her small heart was hurt even more than her hand. Tears rolled down her face as she tried to cling to Libby, seeking warmth and forgiveness.
After a while, Libby noticed the pain in her baby’s eyes and realized she had gone too far. Slowly, she held Lily gently, licking her small wound and hugging her tightly. The air grew calm again, and only the soft sound of Lily’s breathing filled the moment.
That day became a lesson for both — for Lily, to be careful of the world’s dangers, and for Libby, to remember that love must always come before anger. The jungle may be wild, but even there, a mother’s heart learns to heal the pain she once caused.
