A COLLECTION OF PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the hamper, its woven handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst soft straw, lay a gleaming heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect sphere, its shiny shell a delightful shade of baby pink. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her extensive experience. A smile spread across her face, and

Upon the antique table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was smooth and glossy, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single beam of light pierced through the window, website illuminating the eggs in a gentle glow. Their soft pink hues held captive a melody, inviting a closer look. The irides