Small, winding circles carved hand-in-hand.
A moment that tasted of sunrises and sunsets.
Our feet kiss the ground respectfully; quick and cute.
Dancing with an angel; around and around.
Her giggles fill the wound in my soul.
Patched; knowing I can make angels dance
And laugh.
Please tell me what you think
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"Patched; knowing I can make angels dance and laugh." This line makes me smile.
This poem in general makes me smile. I love how carefree and light it is. It's the eye of the hurricane so to speak.

