The happy-time face would be bright.
her uproarious eyes lit up and glow
upon the softened cloud, the heart
rises upright from the American
sunshine, she admits to dancing and
cheerful on the carpet floor able to
twirl around. admires to laugh, one
smart giggle sounds, everlasting bare
naked untwine feet to be tickled, beyond
the life within, rejoice of sweet-sour smiley
tears came thoroughly and exhale beneath
the two-little sparkle of cheeks, she regained
and surprised by the world of fireworks
Written by
Michael James Brindley
12-26-20
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