Angel Babies

Centrifugal forces spin cotton candy Feathery light forming carnival magic delight Wrapped in thin strands of white pink blankets Colors of blues swirling all about the edges Like baby angels who float down from heaven Rolled into tumbling balls that fall That bounce on delicate daisies Softly, sweetly, on the leaves at yellow landings Innocence who sleep between the petals with a yawn Clear wings spread into perfection at an early age Angel babies watch over us in flight when they awake After a time, when quiet calms the laughter Never tiring of being beautiful or bashful They turn into sleep on downy pillows Cherry cheeks radiating luminosity While a train whistles in the distance a good night