bringing joy to the reunion
her arms were out
she was on her tippy toes
spinning and giggling
the rest of us could not stop smiling
her cheeks were pink
she was giddy with happiness
exuding joy onto the rest of us
me anyway
I felt like I had just been bathed in sunlight
angels were surely here now
she was three, the perfect age
to bring joy to the reunion
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