Jun 25, 2018
There is a girl
There is a girl.
Rosy cheeks smiling the widest smile from the littlest of mouths.
Eyes bright with excitement and a touch of mischief.
There!
She spins, spins, spins tumbling down to giggle on the floor, rolling, little feet swinging in the air.
Curly, wisps of blonde hair fly like sparks of fires, as she runs, arms wide, little legs stomp, stomp, stomp, into the arms of love.
Love so big, so very big - - to grasp the truth...
The air catches in a breath as the sting of beautiful tears falls gently down turned up lips.
A little face with nose scrunched and head tilted cries out, “Mommy! No cry, wipe it?”
A soft touch of innocence spreads away the overflow, a kiss is placed to still wet eyes from lips small.
Oh! Love so big!
