Words are all I want

She sings her 6 month old niece a silent lullaby, snapping her fingers waiting for the words to come out; but they won’t. 

They never did in all these years. 

Her family thinks she can do nothing and she has come to believe this because although she sits doing nothing, deep in her head she understands what they say. 

But now she goes to school and gets a salary and she wants to buy shoes, clothes, cars and the moon; she does – her niece knows. 

She tells this to her infant companion in the hope that one day words might just spurt out of her mouth by mistake, until then the finger snapping lullaby continues.